I lied about the cafe. The reason was lo and behold: my mum's reaction. She has no filter sometimes. David never got on at me. But my mum said are you joking, nobody gets sacked from somewhere like there. But house on fires gf had got sacked from a shop while at uni for one tiny mistake. I know a few people who made only one mistake and lost their job.
I got one strike for leaving the station because I couldn't get hold of the person on the phone and I didn't know who I was asking for. Another strike for reading a magazine at the station. A strike for putting on a cd with parental guidance even though I swear I put it away before I finished. And another for over riding a games console without contacting the supervisor. It was an expensive product and I should have called someone. And I never left a note at night to let the morning person know of any changes or problems that stood out. It was the same s^it just a different day to me. There was never anything out of the ordinary. And the delivery was self explanatory. I put what I had done on the trolley that was labelled such. And labelled the other still to do. It was just a formality and if I was better I would have known. So I used my three strikes you can probably gather. I was a perfectionist once upon a time.