Stuff up at work? Come on, fess up

1.

First day of job in educational reference library located in old an primary school hall with floor to ceiling windows. I couldn't see computer screen due to sun, so tried to pull heavy duty curtains. The whole lot came down, including the guy on a step ladder who'd just finished hanging them.

2. During a night-shift I updated the grid on the Telegraph website crossword without updating the clues. The day-shift guys had to deal with all the angry emails. There were many.

3. Filing job at a bank many many years ago. Printed off some shall we say "flirtatious" emails with the boy I was seeing. Accidentally stapled them to the loan reports. Filed them. Couldn't find them again once I realised what I'd done. For all I know, they're still there ...

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4. Accidentally pressed "correct all" instead of "cancel" when spellchecking a feature I'd written about a local businesswoman. The next day I got a call from her husband asking why The Birmingham Post had printed an article naming his wife "Natasha Psychopath".

5. I once sent a company wide virus warning by forwarding the email so they could see what it looked like should they receive one, and forgot to remove the infected attachment.

(Via @B3ta.com on Twitter)

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