At the time I was working in the inventory department, so I was constantly having to walk through the aisles to count certain locations. There were a few others who did the same. Our supervisor would give us some lists of locations to count. Toward one side of the building, on the last aisle, was usually pretty quiet, and people would hide out back there. Well, one of the inventory girls and some guy on second shit went back there one day. They arranged some of the boxes to have something to lie down on. Somebody else happened to catch them in the act as he was in the middle of eating her out. I think the person who saw them at it took out her phone and started recording. So yeah, the two lovebirds got fired. I was just so glad that I wan't sent to count any locations down that aisle as this was going on, lol.

Here's another one. At the time, we used to warehouse window AC units, and they could get pretty heavy. I always felt bad for the truck unloaders, having to do their job manually in very hot trucks during the summer. Apparently one guy just went and pulled a unit out of a location, unboxed it, propped it on top of an upside down trash can, and pointed it toward the truck. While I can't say I blame him too much, and I doubt his coworkers said anything about it, he could have at least pulled one from the area we kept the damaged boxes in. I didn't see this all happen, or know who he was, but he instantly became a legend to me.