I didn't get to him the first day, so then the next morning when I got to work, he had a sheet draped over him. 'Turns out I wasn't the only one who kept getting startled by Charlie! Much to everyone's relief, I finally got him listed and put away (still covered.)
In my Most Vivid Work Dream, I arrived at the club one night to find that someone had taken it upon themselves to rearrange all the records. So I couldn't find anything in time to get it set up to play.
Now that was a job to remember. When I applied for it, the manager told me to show up for an audition the next night. I was so nervous because I'd never done it before and had only gotten a grudging, quick lesson about the equipment from a guy who wanted the job himself before going "on". The guy gave me a few words of advice ("Play Madonna") and then I was on my own.
I remember one time, shortly before I quit that job, there was a girl who would come into the club every time I was working and ask me to play this song:
And I have to stop whatever I'm doing to measure, weigh, and describe it.