Back in the early 2000s I worked for this restaurant called Salsa Ritas while I was in high school. Think Chipotle, except a lot shittier.
I had been working there for several months and was usually on the closing shift, when we were closing everyone would eat a cookie or a brownie every single night. Including the shift managers. I was 16 and didn't even realize it was technically company theft, I thought it was a little perk.
One night when I was closing, I was trying to flirt with this girl and be funny and shoved the entire brownie in my mouth all at one time. For whatever reason, the owners wife was sitting on her fat ass in her home watching the cameras and just watching us close. She just so happened to be watching the same time I shoved the brownie in my mouth.
She thought I was trying to be sneaky and steal it, I explained I was trying to be funny, and everyone ate brownies that closed.
She told me I had two options, I could be fired or I could write a note explaining what I did and have my parents sign it.
When my mom came to pick me up after work I told her what happened and she said what do you wanna do? I said I'm not turning that note in. So I typed up my two week notice instead.
On my next shift when I hand delivered her that letter and she said “Oh so this is the note explaining what you did that your parents signed?” as if she was going to punish me at home, I said NOPE this is my two week notice. Here ya go. It felt soooooooo good seeing her face.
TLDR: Got a write up at work and the boss wanted me to have my parents sign the write up and bring it back, I brought back my two week notice instead and manager had shocked pikachu face.