Long ago, I started my first job as a sixteen-year-old. I was selling pagers at the mall. A family friend was the general manager of the local office of the paging arm of a Regional Bell Operating Company doing business as “PacTel Paging, A Pacific Telesis Company”. I was working my very first shift at the mall when the phone rang.
“Hello?” I answered.
“You’re fired,” my friend (and my manager’s manager) said.
I blinked, stunned and terrified.
“Now answer the phone correctly and I’ll hire you back.”
Oh!
“Okay, you’re hired.”