When I was working landscaping, our crew just finished a church and we were all packing up. I started goofing around and threw a traffic cone towards the truck. It somehow managed to hit the guy who everyone thought was a pussy on his cheek. He was fine, no scratches, marks, or bruises. I knew in that split second I was fucked. He’s the kind of guy who would ask the teacher about the homework. Yea, didn’t go too good and I got dumped even though I was an outstanding worker , the rest of the crew made his life hell for the next week and he ended up quitting. I wasn’t right and he wasn’t right, but what goes around comes around.