I worked at a movie theater for my first ever job. I lied about my age to get it, I was 14. It was a great job, working the concession stand. I got to drink mad slushies, and all the pretzel bites that I could sneak. Got a movie poster, can't even remember which one, and some discounted tickets. Made some friends, it was awesome.
But yeah my manager and the guy doing all the projector work were just, 100% not happy 😅 I guess now I know why
I had a rental car with that lane assist on, and it tried to drive me into oncoming traffic. I don't care how "rarely" it tries to kill me and others, it only needs to happen once before I turn it off and swear it off forever.