I worked for a hairy bad tempered wog in Sydney back in the day.
He liked to throw the cordless phone at you if you where over the other side of the workshop and he wanted to get your attention.
He only had one volume...fucking loud!
Right cunt he was.
Some people are only alive because it is illegal to shoot them.
Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.
I trained as a nurse back in the day training happened on the job. I came into a surgical ward that looked after infected wounds. Horrific things infected wounds. I have seen parts of the inside of a human that should never be exposed to the air outside of an operating theatre.
Anyway, the Ward Sister, Charge Nurse of the ward was an absolute Cnut! Honestly she was rude, abusive and just horrible to work for. One day she dug at me, and picked at me, and generally made my life a complete misery. After I had done everything and then some she asked for she had another crack at me. I snapped and read her her pedigree! Fucking bitch. I was so angry. As I was delivering my angst to her she started laughing...
Fuck me! Talk about winding the anger meter even higher. I basically told her to get fucked, without using those words. When I stopped long enough to draw a breath, and with the full and certain knowledge I had blown it, and would most likely be sacked for the way I had spoken, she just said, "I have been waiting to see what it would take to get you to snap" You did well. She was laughing! It took a moment for me to realise what she said, and get it. She was a complete bitch, but appreciated someone that could "take it" and then give it back! Apparently I did not overstep, and was actually offered a full time position on the ward.
Without a doubt, the women that were promoted to a ward management role back then, were some of the hardest, meanest and vindictive cnuts you could ever meet. If you survived them, they took you on board and became really cool to work for.
This has stood me in great stead over my career, I don't take shit from anyone. It works.
I had a few bad bosses, but others I worked with had worse....
1. This woman manger was evil personified, she would go through her workers desks looking for any non work related items and write them up, also once had a employees car towed when she had to briefly park in the basement to pick up something on her way to see her sick husband in hospital. This manager got her comeuppance though, she was called into the big bosses office and told one of the 6 of her team was going to be made redundant, so in her own unique style she got out 5 glasses and a bottle of wine to celebrate with the survivors, problem for her was, it was her being made redundant! I have no idea how the big boss kept a straight face at the earlier meeting!
2. A senior manager in charge of a big IT project being done for IRD hated one of his senior analysts for no particular reason other than this guy was popular. This manager was SUPER loud and swore at his workers and treated them in a disgustingly degrading way. Anyways, another round of redundancies was announced and he took the opportunity to boot the guy he did not like out on his ear. Here is the kicker, the guy had been with the company 20+ years, and he got over 100K as a redundancy payout, then IRD rang him the next day and put him in charge of the project from their side, so now the Arsehole boss who had "gifted" him a massive payout and now a pay rise suddenly found himself answering to his previous worker and the icing on the cake? He knew all the dirty laundry the arsehole had been hiding from the IRD!![]()
Spent most of my life working for myself but about 10 years ago i took a sabbatical and went to work for a landscaper for a year or so. Under contract of course.
The first thing he asked me was "what's your biggest issue in your industry" my reply was "rates being cut by cowboy operators'
He told me his biggest was finding decent staff.
After about 2 months i figured out why it was a problem keeping staff, he was an absolute arse to work for.
All these young guys trying to learn the trade were getting hammered by his absolute arrogance and temper.
Got mine back when i didn't return from Xmas break, went to work on diggers instead. He tried to keep my last payment for the last months work. $4200. Took him to small claims and they awarded me $4200 plus $1200 expenses.
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Pretty much all of them .. I've had about 35 bosses in my working life and almost all of them I've told they could shove their job and walked out ..
The worst ?? Take your pick ..
An anal retentative seven-day-a-week 16-hours a day workoholic who expected his staff to be the same ...
A bad tempered nasty one who swore and threw things and threatened to hit me until I stood up and walked towards him ...
A devious one who tried to catch me out doing something wrong all the time (I was wise to him and set up situations where he thought he had me - only to find that I had slipped away leaving him in the shit )
A useless one who gave me jobs to do, would never explain how he wanted them done, but I always managed to do them wrong ...
A completely useless one who never gave any instructions, hints or anything - and let the other managers run wild .. making life hell for everyone else ..
A simpler question might be bosses I have liked ... it's a very short list ...
"So if you meet me, have some sympathy, have some courtesy, have some taste ..."
I used to work in kitchens. Plaza in Wellington was my first. Had to do work experience which they didn't want to pay me for. Would have been three months unpaid. I told him that would make paying rent hard so he paid me minimum wage (at the time $7.30/hr). I got out of hospitality primarily because of all the unpleasant chefs I worked with. They go nuts in noisey boring environments. Open kitchens were developed so customers could see chefs working - it was to stop chefs from killing each other. One chef I worked with (into bikes btw) was convinced I was pulling faces at her everytime she looked away. Wasn't doing anything of the sort, but she wasn't to be convinced otherwise... mental lesbian.
"This is not a car."
LOL The shop is part of a chain and located in a Westfield mall, and must open on non-statutory public holidays. Few of the local staff liked working on those days, and I was happy to volunteer for the extra pay to support my family. Win-win, I'd thought...
Management for whatever reasons didn't like the idea of a select person taking all the time-and-a-half holiday pay... But anyway it wasn't a case that competes with the others presented here, so it was partly mentioned in ironic jest.
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Never had any real bad bosses. Working in industries that involve using manual skills, machinery, logging etc, I've usually had a boss that has done the hard yards himself and knows what wet feet and mud is like.
Currently working in a govt dept where most promotions have nothing to do with ability. Just the right face, gender, skin colour is enough to climb the ladder.
Things that give me the shits about 'new age' bosses? Team building exercises, Trendy 'mission statements',weekly 'touchy touchy' feel good meetings. Inspirational slogans plastered over the walls,
Put me on a bulldozer, point me to a gap between two trees, and tell me to put a track through and set up a new skidway somewhere.![]()
" Rule books are for the Guidance of the Wise, and the Obedience of Fools"
Ive always had pretty decent bosses. First one when I was straight out of school in 1980 taught me heaps, encouraged me into good financial savings habits that have kept me in good stead ever since, was generous with sharing around the cash from cash sales(got $20 one day when I was only earning $64 a week because he had a good cash sale the night before), always got to knock off straight after lunch before a long weekend with no loss of pay and so on. Very occasionally we would have to work a little later just to make sure a job went out on time and he couldn't pay us overtime but he more than made up for it in other ways.
Other bosses generally all good. Didn't always see eye to eye with all of them but had a mutual respect for each other.
Maybe I have just been lucky.
Sadly, the worst boss would fit that description perfectly. A lazy bastard, regularly found asleep on the job...
Unfortunately management discovered that the place had a lack of Maori supervisors so gave this idiot a minor position on the workshop floor.
A very bad thing to do since there appeared to be no getting off of the promotions escalator. Still incompetent and following the Septic Tank theory (the biggest turds float to the top).
He openly stated to me that "he didn't know if I was serious or taking the piss". It was quite entertaining winding him up though...
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