I dropped two units of equipment, ~$1.5Mil a piece. Each unit was dropped in separate incidents. No damage at all, but management didn't care. I blamed myself despite mitigating factors such as impossible schedules, vicious multi-tasking "to compensate", and less-than-ideal support equipment. At the time, I didn't handle it very well but I ended up living through it -- first job//assignment ever in the worst environment I've ever had before or since with the worst coworker I've ever had before or since, and I mess up in the millions of dollars. "Lasting Impressions", tonight at 8/7 Central.
I left that job about 3 years later when the metaphorical train stopped at a nicer place. My name is still known in certain circles for this ["Oh bah, how could I forget?" one former manager recently stated], but I don't plan to go back there at this time.
I learned that life's too short for assholes and working in an environment you don't like. If you don't screw up, your soul will die and you'll become that former coworker you hated so much and who hated you in return. It's worth picking and choosing where you work.
I left that job about 3 years later when the metaphorical train stopped at a nicer place. My name is still known in certain circles for this ["Oh bah, how could I forget?" one former manager recently stated], but I don't plan to go back there at this time.
I learned that life's too short for assholes and working in an environment you don't like. If you don't screw up, your soul will die and you'll become that former coworker you hated so much and who hated you in return. It's worth picking and choosing where you work.