I went to Dorothy Perkins with my friend from work, and took what I thought was a pen out of my bag, well it was white and thick like one I had free from advertising. I didn't have my glasses on. I pulled the lid off to write the cheque and it was a tampax. My friend nearly wet herself laughing and I couldn't understand why it didn't write. That was a long time ago, don't have that problem now. I think the queue found it quite funny as well. My friend (ex-friend) did tell that story at my retirement do, and we are still speaking.
Thats good, the sort of thing i| would do. ;D ;D
My last boss used to frequently ask me for a paracatemol for his headaches. One time I was due for a holiday involving a flight and was given 2 sedatives for both flights. I wasn't thinking and gave my boss 2 sleeping pills instead of the paracetemol. He took them and left for a meeting with his assistant. Needless to say he didn't take part in the meeting, he fell asleep and had to be driven home. Could have dangerous I know, but there was no hard feelings and he still took pills from me but after a double check each time. ;D ;D