Re: Craazy stuff at work
I worked at a place that will remain nameless, and shortly after she hired me, the boss lady took a real dislike for me. I basically ignored the BS and just got on with my job. Turned out she was a dedicated Feminazi, ran her own Business Sorority and everything. Guys in her department either kissed her ass or sucked hind tit. I refused to do either. No thunder and lightning, I just did the job and left it at that.
I never got a good review, I never got a raise, I never got a Christmas bonus that everyone else got. When the department moved, allowances were made to allow people relocation reimbursement, based on their georahical residential location. She managed to get the line drawn exactly one block away from my home, against my favor.
Her boss and his boss knew what was happening, and they managed to thwart most of here more egregious shennanigans. I wasn't making terrible money, the job was interesting, and I just hung in there for spite.
Well, every St. Valentine's day, I would manage to sneak a box of candy onto every woman's desk in the department. Nobody ever figured out who The Phantom was. It became a tradition and a bit of a mystery, all at the same time.
Eventually, the boss lady managed to pry me loose from the company. She had to divide the department into two, made me teh junior person in one, then arranged to do a one person layoff. Guess who.
Two days before the next Valentine's Day, one of my buddies called me up to ask if I was, indeed, The Phantom. I told him I'd answer on one condition.
That condition was that the Boss Lady was never again to receive any candy from The Phantom.
Never knew whether he kept my condition. Never knew, never cared...
What I do know is that after I left, she never got another promotion, and never got another raise. She retired two years after I left, came down soon after with cancer, and it killed her. I offer no opinion.
Greg