1992 working in a shop aged 18, the boss regularly left me on my own whilst he shagged his mistress in the lock up outside. Any cash sales went straight in my pocket during his romantic times. Cheers Dave, you paid for that new guitar.
The receptionist at work mistakenly thought they'd seen me in the audience at a Les Miserables show. 10 years later and every conversation we have had over that time involves our shared love for the musical. I've never seen it, I don't even know what it's about.
My former workplace never changed the Twitter password after I left. Several months later, on a busy weekend, I tweeted from their account, asking customers to show that tweet to the admissions team to get free entry. It caused chaos and the management had to honour it.
I have been working as a press photographer for 15 years. I have no idea how to use a camera. I put it in automatic mode & hope for the best. I've won 2 national awards from Press Associations with photos I got lucky with. I've made a great living from something I can't do.