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Yep. I was 20, it was the company car, and it was my first day on the job. I was to drive 40 miles to get some paperwork from our salesman and get it back to the office, as soon as the assistant manager returned with the car.
He came in, parked it (running on fumes, unbeknownst to me), I hopped in and took off. Made maybe ten miles before it sputtered to a halt. Had to walk to a (luckily) nearby gas station to get gas and, *shudder*, call the boss with the news that I'd be very late picking up the papers. I thought he might fire me right there and then, but he chewed out the ass't mgr instead.
I kept my job, but it was definitely not a fun day.
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