In high school I worked in the kitchen of a Pizza Hut. A coworker got fired for throwing a knife at me. Now, in fairness, it was a butter knife. I didn’t demand that he was fired, but I did complain that my coworker had thrown a knife at me, and the manager took it seriously enough to fire him. I can’t say I blame her.
What I did blame her for is that she called a three-person meeting for her, me, and the knife thrower, wherein she told him that he was being fired, specifically because I had complained about the knife throwing.
It was one of the less pleasant meetings I’ve attended.