As seen here.
The business that was in the process of going belly-up was called Taylor and Son; some unsung data entry clerk at Companies House had accidentally added an extra "s" in the Companies House papers. The House only took three days to figure out and correct their mistake, but the universe thought that was far too long and decided to punish everybody for it. See, before correcting their error, the House had sold the false information to credit reference agencies (like you do in this crazy privatized, for-profit system of ours) and sent anyone with a cursory interest in Taylor and Sons a clear message: Run from this leper business. Unclean. Unclean!
"To the lifeboats! Quickly! No, not theirs!"
When word got around that Taylor and his plural offspring were having problems, their orders suddenly started to dry up. The managing director of the lucrative company was having a casual holiday, celebrating his wife's 50th birthday, when the Phones Of Armageddon started ringing. All of Taylor and Sons' suppliers thought the company was in liquidation. That lucrative lifeboat contract disappeared, as did a recurring contract with a major steel manufacturer.
Within two months, Taylor and Sons were forced to go into administration. For real this time.