At the checkout counter at Home depot -- an elderly gent ahead of me is finishing up a huge purchase. It looks like the makings of a deck. Most of the purchase is racked up on a flat-bed cart, manned by two sturdy-looking young guys. The gent has a shopping cart full of smaller bits with him
The gent completes his transaction and starts off with his cart. The cashier spots an unscanned box of screws in the back of the cart, partially concealed under short lengths of 2" x 4", and calls back the gent. The gent immediately, without a split-second's hesitation, says to the cashier, "I thought you'd checked for everything!".
I'll give the gent the benefit of the doubt -- that he wasn't purposely trying to snag a free box of screws.
What makes an impression on me is the gent's quickness at foisting blame onto an 'underling' -- quicker than a scalded cat.
The gent was evidently well-practised at it -- a life-long boss-man, no doubt.
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