Stupid Bosses

My friend, Pete worked for a boss that was into mystic meditation and reading crystals. When he went in to interview, the man stared at the walls and the ceiling but not at Pete. Pete stopped talking and just stared at him.

I’m sensing your aura, dude. Keep talking,” he said.

He hired Pete. Pete took the job because there wasn’t another one out there.

It was a shipping company and pretty busy. But the boss didn’t pay his bills. Consequently, Pete was left to deal with a slew of companies wanting their money. He tap-danced as best he could. Clients started calling lawyers and collection agencies.

One day this businessman came storming over to “beat the money out of him” that the boss owed. Pete called the police. The secretary went home. The boss went downstairs and had the building manager lock him in the basement vault until the “madman” was gone!

Pete told the boss, “It makes no sense to not pay our bills.”

“Everyone’s against me,” the boss said. “Cosmic forces are conspiring to ruin me.” He suggested they stop working and just meditate.

My friend, Pete is Irish and this was his first job in the US. He thought we were all crazy if this guy was normal. “This guy never would have been able to run a business in Ireland,” he told me.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Because they would have locked the loon up!” he said.

He told the boss, “Maybe we can shift the balance of cosmic forces back and change our karma.”

“How?” his boss asked.

“By paying our bills!” Pete shouted, throwing the bills down on his desk.

Pete decided to quit the company. He was the book keeper and they were running out of money. Soon they would not have any to make payroll with. He went in on a Saturday to pack things up at his desk so when he handed in his resignation letter the following Monday morning he could make a quick exit.

The boss was in the office with a lady he introduced as his spiritual mentor. They were chanting and sprinkling what looked like dust or glitter on everyone’s desk, ringing a bell and saying something in a foreign language.

His boss told him they were dispelling the bad spirits in the place to reverse the company’s finances.

The mentor told Pete he had a greedy aura.

Pete told them goodbye.

Stupid CoWorkers

I am a male teacher in a catholic girls’ school. There are about 20 male teachers in a staff of 100. Six months after I take the job my crazy boss decides that she wants all male staff to wear ties. Our female colleagues all dress decently but certainly not at a “corporate” standard. We have protested, our union has too and I (sadly alone) have consistently refused to wear a tie. I dress neatly and professionally at all times, usually in a suit.

Stupid CoWorkers

For several days now the new man they hired to replace the one they had that moved on for more fruitful endevors has been acting like a jerk . They gave him the job to collect the key cards to the buildings that needed cleaning . When I went to give him back the key card he just stood in the entryway and ignored me . I banged on the door and then put the card in the door crack . I told him where it was if he was interested and he still stood there like a bump on a log . So I got in my car and drove off . I pulled away far enough to see if he was going to get the card which he didn’t so I circled around and pulled up in front again and he still stood there and I told him to take the card or I would report him to his boss . He finally came to the door and took the card and then as I got into my car he yelled at me and said better change your attitude or you can find yourself another job . With that little piece of his mind I left and turned up the cd on the radio and drowned out his threat . If he wants to tell my boss that’s fine . If he gets me fired that’s fine . My wages are only 6.50 an hour and he’s cut my hours to three a day . So what else can they do to me ? He can’t do much since he’s only been there less than three weeks . I’ve been working for 8 years at 6 an hour so if they cut my wages I can still get by on 6 .

Stupid CoWorkers

After college, my fiance convinced me to hang up my waitressing uniform and try getting a real office job where I could learn some of the skills I would need to move up in the world, so that’s what I did.

It was a lawn care company and there were three of us working in the office – the owner, the bookkeeper and myself. My job was general office duties, phones and talking to the guys out in the field when they needed to call in and out of their jobs.