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12:31 pm: 30 Days of Truth: Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit
Leaving aside old boyfriends (although the one who became psychotic after a head injury left me with lots of stories), I would say the worst I experienced was an old boss, J.

(I also worked with a couple of different men who sexually harassed every woman around, including me, but while that was extremely unpleasant indeed, neither was my boss, which would've brought it to the "hell" realm.)

J was a chameleon. Her management style reflected the style of whoever the company's president was at the time. When I first went to work with her, the company president was a lovely person who'd worked her way up through the ranks. She was very vague about job duties (and, it turned out, company performance), but nice. And so when I first worked for J, she was nice (also vague).

A new, even vaguer president took over, and J became... distracted. Yet another new president took over, who was very focused on The Numbers and Nothing but the Numbers, and J was suddenly All Spreadsheets All the Time.

I realize this now, of course, but it took a few rounds of new presidents before I realized why J was changing personalities. Predictability made it somewhat easier to deal with.

Still, though, J changed from day to day (even from hour to hour). She'd tell me what to do, then chastise me for doing it. She'd leave me to my own devices, tell me she trusted me to do what needed to get done, then micromanage me.

She wasn't mean. She didn't treat me badly (at least, not all the time, or even very often), she was just hell to work for (she did treat some other people very badly indeed, however).

She was also deeply religious and subjected me to constant religious harassment (which I didn't realize was harassment at the time, so I was just constantly uncomfortable and didn't know what to do about the questions about Jesus, the singing of hymns in the ladies room, or the pontificating about vacations to attend religious schools). And yet she wanted me to lie. She described me as "very ethical" at one point, clearly amused at the idea. WTF?

I hated working for her. I nearly left the company, but was negotiating with another company when she was laid off.

And life was better in an instant.

:phew:

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From:derbyhat
Date:January 15th, 2011 03:35 am (UTC)
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Yay! I recognize a cryptic message, my friend.

J was an entertaining manager. Like that time when she said "hey, Marc!" and then shot me in the head with a plastic pellet from a toy handgun she had purchased for her nephew. That was HILARIOUS!

She was also very friendly. She was friends with everyone. I know this because she punctuated her sentences with "my friend". Don't you remember that, my friend? I know that I do, my friend.

Her friendship and her vague nature sometimes collided. For example, my friend, there was that time when she and I rode home on the T together. I inquired what she was up to over the weekend. She said, my friend, that she was planning on "doing things she enjoyed while spending time with people she enjoyed spending time with."

In all seriousness, I did come to eventually agree with J on one thing. Getting your car professionally detailed is awesome! (Of course, I have yet to take time off from work to have that done. But I'm still young.)

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There was a giant plus with J, though. We always had things to talk about at lunch. :)
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From:katehaney
Date:January 15th, 2011 11:28 am (UTC)

oh yes, my friend, I do remember

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That and levers (LEE-vehrs). She loved her levers.

If I'd been on the T with her, I'm convinced she would have told me she was going to be doing Jesus things with Jesus friends and had I ever considered my relationship with Jesus... and humming Jesus hymns that she just couldn't get out of her head from the Jesus service she attended the previous Jesus Sunday.

I should've told her I was Jewish. Or Hindu.

She's right about getting your car detailed. Very cool.

I actually admired one thing about her: she had reinvented herself - at considerable personal risk - several times. Completely changed her career, where she was living, the whole shebang. That took guts.

...of course it might be easier to do when your personality changes all the time.
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From:katehaney
Date:January 15th, 2011 11:30 am (UTC)

I do miss the lunches

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Not J, but definitely the lunches. We found plenty of things to talk about after she left, my friend.
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