Your worst boss?

[avgas]

So how is it that you got so unlucky?

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Tattoo on his forehead is what I am betting on.

[Grumph]

Seeing mention of the boss sleeping reminded me of probably my worst. Prick slept for probably 3 days a week then would come out on a Monday just as things were getting under control ( very large payroll like you don't see now...) and say "we'll put a team on it...." Bastard. i never actually told him to fuck off and leave it to me but eventually we saw him less, thankfully.

He retired and died shortly after. Word i heard was that they had to top up the grave several times in the first 2 weeks cos it was rammed down hard by all the people jumping on it to ensure he wasn't coming back.....He had made himself generally unpopular in a small town.

[red mermaid]

Peter Doone.

[ellipsis]

...the fellow I started my apprenticeship with was a monster I thought...I wore his boot in my arse a lot and it seemed like it was undeserved at the time, early '70s...apart from a cruisey couple of years at a Shell Oil Depot when the arse dropped out of the building game just as I finished my apprenticeship in '76 and then a while working for a yank drilling company in the North Sea where it seemed everyone was a cunt, I have been self employed. Looking back now the arsehole I worked for first did me big favours for being such a prick...I kind of became something like him and realise now why he was the way he was...I had a young bloke start a job with me as a shovel hand when he was sixteen, he was with me for 25+ years...I've heard he's a prick to work for too...

[Katiepie]

Ah yes - glorious boss stories.

I was the only female to work for a company. My manager had a few "issues" going on at home (wife had run off with another woman, minor things like that). He would be up and down like a yo yo. In the mornings I would politely say "good morning". His reaction, when he didn't want me to speak to him, was to walk past my desk and clear the entire thing of all paperwork and other items that I was working on. This happened often, and I would have to sort out all of the accounts, quotes and hires I was working on at the time and pick them up off the floor.

At other times I had to book crew for him to start work sometimes at 2am, 3am in the morning. Now there were NO benefits for a casual crew member to work at this hour of the day, and they would only get a 3 hours call usually and paid around $18.00 / hour. So understandably it was a challenge to find skilled crew to work at this hour and in qunatity. Sometimes I would simply have to go for who was willing to say yes to the work, rather than who was more skilled or a "cooler person to work with" to fill up numbers. When I would report back to him with who his crew were for that work it was highly likely that he didn't like who I had booked. He would then grab the nearest office chair in the communal office, lift it up and throw it at me - it was always a near miss as the sneaky bugga would must move so fast.

Sigh - how I miss working in that twisted world where you loose your job on acc by a voice message, and then not get paid out any notice or holiday pay or sick leave. I wonder how the delightful gentlemen are doing these days? I wonder how much money they have lost with someone not picking up when sending out invoices on jobs that the manager had told you put not bill any labour for the larger scale jobs because it was a buddy of his - again!.

Funny enough - I bloody miss that career! Not the manager or my colleages, but the job was just awesome to say the least! That's why I put up with the constant absuse.