Worst Boss You Ever Had?

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Yankee Mackem said:
I had one who hired me and some girl at the same time who was obviously a mate of hers. Got me to do all the graft whilst they chattered in the office. Turns out my co worker got into trouble from our contacts for not doing enough work. And when it came to writing reports I had over 249 to do and she had 60 (both were the responsibility of my boss to write). My boss then creates a new management position, invites everyone to apply, but then bad mouths all the candidates publically whilst I'm in the room. Tells my co worker she got the job before the interviews and reports me for taking an unscheduled holiday when my wife was suddenly taken into hospital with our second child. I quit, and still am fuming about it.
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id of kicked them both in the fanny
 


yyy said:
2) I worked in a local University about ten years ago for a Prof, with a dodgy temper and erratic disposition. He employed me then decided he didn't want me there after I'd signed the contract and before I'd properly started, which was clear at the project kick-off meeting.

The Prof. said to his side kick "He's very much a second choice, a stop gap measure. We'll just have to make do." as though I wasn't there. I was sitting in the room FFS!!!. He was thus stuck with me for the next year (I did try to get out, but couldn't find anything else). The work was really interesting (hip and knee replacement testing), but working for the Prof. and his side kick who just didn't want me there and I didn't trust was an uncomfortable experience.
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Was it Leeds Uni? I did a lot of work with them on a previous contract testing prototype knees.
 
Slatz63 said:
Was it Leeds Uni? I did a lot of work with them on a previous contract testing prototype knees.
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Durham. The Prof concerned retired more than 5 years back, though his rather bizarre sidekick moved with the hip and knee implant work up to Newcastle when they took over the work from Durham.

She made CatRyan look normal. The one standout memory of her was me momentarily misplacing a piece of equipment and turning to see her silently ranting and raving and jumping up and down behind me.

I just continued on as though nothing had happened.

Leeds has been doing bioengineering work for as long as there's been an artificial implant industry. The mad Prof. got his PhD there late 60s working on artificial hips and knees before moving to Durham late 70s.

He and his sidekick had spent so long in Unis., they'd become effectively institutionalised.

It made me mad thinking about it for a while, by now it all seems like good material for a comedy.

Kevsgreat said:
I also worked at a local university a few years ago, I didn't have to work alongside the academics but I did work with them. Nearly all of them are batshit mental.
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Some good, some bad. Some really great ones helped me no end as a student at Newcastle when my health went down the pan.

I hit lucky at Northumbria post-grad with a solid albeit a little strange supervisor.

It was working at Durham I saw the other side of the coin and just how made some of worst (units could be
 
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My first one was a bit of a bell and a bit thick. I created a pic on the Mac of the old system error ‘bomb’ message and he told me to delete it in case the computer ‘thought it was real’
 
gillythedilf said:
Never had any bother when I worked for other people .Bosses where generally very grateful for my efforts .
One colleague of mine years ago who was a foreman also would bully the joiners and especially the labourers .He went to far with a lad called “Dingle”,so Dingle pissed In his flask .

Generally I’ve found blokes who are on an power trip at work are absolute wimps at home who’s wives thrash them verbally within an inch of their miserable lives.
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Also blokes at the match who continuously grief the players unjustifiably :evil:.
 
Bobby Woodhouse from morrisons. Bullying wanker, I used to go home and cry in my bed after pretty much every shift. He killed my self confidence which to be honest I've never really got back and i genuinely hate his guts. Would love to see him again now that I'm no longer scared of him.
 
My first bad boss was in 1984 and was a short ginger man who was north-east area manager for a national company. When I attended my second interview for a position with this company I found myself being interviewed by this bloke and also present was the national managing director of the company, who had a glass eye which I found a bit of a distraction! Not possessing a decent suit at the time, I wore an expensive blazer and slacks I had used in my previous job as a requirement of the job.

As the interview commenced, the ginger bloke asked me to explain why I had seen fit to not wear a suit that would have been appropriate for a job interview. I told him I didn't own one and explained the aforementioned dress code of my previous employer. The glass-eyed MD said he thought that was perfectly reasonable, which slapped the ginger bloke down a bit. Anyhow I got on great with the MD with the ginger area manager pretty much sidelined, having to satisfy himself with asking me whether I saw this job as a temporary stepping-stone to greater things. I replied that if I got this job and did well with this company then I would welcome advancement. The MD liked this and I got the job, and bought a suit as instructed.

On my first day in the job I was called into the ginger bloke's office and he told me pretty firmly that he didn't think I was right for the position but we'd have to make the best job of it. My first assignment was to drive him down to Teesside to sort out a problem he had with a customer "so he could evaluate my driving ability". From the moment we set off he was squirming in his seat, jumping on imaginary brakes, leaning over to look at the speedo and generally trying to shatter my confidence. When we got back to the Washington depot he told me that if our drive together had been a driving test he would have failed me.

After two years I was head-hunted by our biggest local competitor and went into Ginger's office to present my notice. He looked pleasantly surprised and asked where I was going to work and when I told him he sat bolt upright in his chair and blurted out "What?? How have you swung a job with them??" I told him they had approached me and asked me to join them. He mumbled some lies about being sad to see me go, good luck etc, and I was marched out of the premises and driven home by the security manager. On the way home he said it had been common knowledge since day one that Ginger had wanted me out as he saw me as a threat to himself. Bassa!
 
I had a Director who was great at her job but only delegated when the shit was about to hit the fan, hence her nickname "Teflon Shoulders"
After a heated argument in her office about a flaming bag of shite she wanted me to sort out I walked towards the door she flung a desk stapler that hit me in the back of the head.
I picked it up and without a word put it back on the desk and left.
Somebody else got the job to do.
 
gillythedilf said:
Never had any bother when I worked for other people .Bosses where generally very grateful for my efforts .
One colleague of mine years ago who was a foreman also would bully the joiners and especially the labourers .He went to far with a lad called “Dingle”,so Dingle pissed In his flask .

Generally I’ve found blokes who are on an power trip at work are absolute wimps at home who’s wives thrash them verbally within an inch of their miserable lives.
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what happened when he drunk it
 
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