In New Zealand The police have a recruitment drive based around getting better work stories,  
Example 
  

A dear ran through the front door of our store last year. It nearly killed me and another employee.

That was fun.

Some old bag broke her hip in the front door of the store I work at. I laughed because the old people that shop there do nothing but complain and walk too slowly.

While taking a smoke break at work, my coworkers and I saw this dude start shooting at this other dude. The other dude was running down the sidewalk and got away. The dude that was doing the shooting threw his gun down while screaming and yelling and started taking off his clothes in a puff. As it turned out, both dudes had robbed a convenient store. The dude running away had apparently jumped out of the car with all the money. Thus, leaving the other dude pissed.

This doesn't exactly count as a my workplace story but I was waiting around in TopShop for a friend to finish her shift and close up the shop for the night and as she was closing some dude just walked up, stood awkwardly in front of the slowly closing barrier and yelled at the top of his voice "OH YOU SERVE HIM BUT YOU DON'T SERVE ME EH?!" and stormed off towards the escalators so fast he almost faceplanted and slid down them. He didn't smell very clean.

one time at a place that i worked at, there was a stag party. once the party was over, we ended up getting lap dances. my boss was nice enough to pay the three girls to get on top of me :)

Man. I don't have any that are good.
 
When I worked at Starbucks several years back, I asked a guy to clarify his order. He spelled out Americano with Cream and then yelled, "YA'LL SPEAK ENGLISH HERE DON'T YA!"
 
Or the time I had to explain to a woman that we didn't serve ice cream for 15 minutes after close. 

. . . seriously doesn't even come close to any of the above.

One time I had cake.

I took two donuts from the break room once!

Once upon a time I worked for a bank in fraud detection where I got to tell you all your money wasn't yours until I said so. 
Good times.

I took two donuts from the break room once!

Nothing too exciting happens at my job...they're pretty anal about safety. But one day a hydraulic line blew in one of the boom lifts and dropped the main boom about 25 feet to the ground. They were operating it from the ground at the time so no one was in or around the basket. I was on a different house a few streets down and saw the basket suddenly drop. Pretty freaked out at first cause I couldn't tell if anyone was in the basket from where I was, and that thing made a hell of a crash when it hit the ground.