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Originally Posted by The Lipo Fund
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Oh yeah the story. I hope it doesn't suck now after all the buildup.
My second job was at Fry's grocery store. One day I was in the break room with a buddy of mine and he dared me to put a magazine in the microwave and set it to 99:99. So obviously since it was a dare and I was a young and stupid kid I couldn't refuse. So I do it and we both go downstairs back into the main part of the store. I really didn't think much about what would happen; I just thought it might melt or something.
So like 10 minutes later I notice smoke coming from the staircase leading to the break room and a bunch of employees huddled around it. Then a few minutes later a bunch of people from the fire department arrive to deal with it. I just keep trying to work and pretend I don't know what's going on but obviously I'm scared out of my mind wondering what I did.
Luckily the store doesn't catch on fire or anything and the fire department treats the smoke rather quickly, but the store reeked of smoke for a while after that. Then a couple hours later one of the managers comes up to me and tells me to go home for the day and come back in tomorrow at whatever time my shift was supposed to start.
At first I didn't think it was that big a deal, like I was just going to go back to work the next day and all would be ok. But then the next day came and I wasn't really sure what was going to happen. But I dressed up in my uniform just in case. So I get in and am about to clock in and they tell me not to clock in and to go into the manager's office. It was then that it finally hit me that I was probably screwed. So I get into the manager's office and my manager was waiting there along with a policeman. Uh oh. The manager then tells me that he doesn't know which one of us put the magazine in the microwave because there's no cameras in the break room but that he saw us both coming out of the break room just before the smoke started, so he knows it was one of us. I just sat there dead silent. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to admit to it or not but I was scared as hell. So anyway it turns out they were talking to the other guy into another room with a different police officer. The cop then starts talking about how we both could be charged with arson and all this stuff unless one of us fesses up to it. I still don't know what I should say.
Then another cop comes into the room and said the other guy said that I was the one who did it, so I finally fess up and tell them that I honestly meant no harm to the store but I just did something stupid. (It did occur to me that the other cop could have easily been lying to trick me but at that point I didn't really see what else to do.) Luckily they believe me when I say that I wasn't intentionally trying to burn the store down, and they say that there won't be any charges pressed. However I have to sign a bunch of papers saying my employment is terminated and that I'm permanently banned from going into any Fry's store for the rest of my life. At this point I'm just thrilled that I'm not going to be arrested.
So the manager leaves to go get the papers and I'm sitting there with the cop. His name is Dave Pratt. This probably means nothing to anyone not from Phoenix but the guy who is almost certainly the most famous radio morning show host in the history of Phoenix goes by the same name. So he asks me if I listen to Dave Pratt's show (the radio guy obviously, not him). I say yeah sometimes, he's pretty cool, whatever. I'm still so nervous at this point I really don't care what he's saying. He goes on to say how he's the other Dave Pratt's biggest fan and how he collects all these things having to do with the radio host, like figurines and autographed shirts. For some reason this struck me as really creepy in a stalkerish kind of way but obviously I'm not in a situation where I want to point that out to him. So for probably the next 10 minutes at least I have to listen to this cop talking about radio dj's and stuff while I'm sitting there wondering what to do with my life, and pretend to be interested in what he's saying. It was a really awkward moment to say the least.
Finally my manager comes back with the papers that I need to sign, so I sign them as quickly as possible and turn in my uniform and just get the hell out of there.
It was all for the best though because it finally gave me the motivation to look for a "real" job. I got a job at Motorola about a week later paying like 3x what that job paid.