One of the jobs I took early in my career, like almost 25 years ago, was with a company in Chicago. It was literally my first week on the job and in my position I was in charge of coordinating the delivery of a huge number of promotional/marketing catalogues. Our building was on S. Clark right in the middle of the Loop. After learning that the truck had arrived and was out front, I went down from the 28th floor to oversee the delivery. As they lowered the pallet stacked with catalogues out of the back of the truck, it broke, the pallet crashed, and there were hundreds of catalogues spilled all over one of the busiest streets in downtown Chicago. Cars honking, people yelling, I'm scrambling trying to get things cleared from the street, in a suit and tie mind you, and I look up and on the sidewalk heading towards the building looking right at me is the president of our company, who'd just welcomed me aboard a few days earlier. Good times.
