My first job was at Ross. I was in high school, I was young and naive - far too young and naive for the horrors that awaited me the first day I was asked to help clean out the fitting rooms. Our store didn't have restrooms open to the public, though we would let customers use them if they asked - particularly women with children. Unfortunately, several customers decided there was no point in asking, they would just help themselves to use the fitting rooms as bathrooms. Diapers, menstrual products, and urine puddles were pretty common. Nothing could prepare us for the "Black Friday Incident of 1998"
Experiencing things for the first time is something not enough people really appreciate. When we say "first time" we tend to think about first kisses, first intimate experiences, first heartbreaks... but there are literally zillions of firsts we all have that we just don't take the time to appreciate.