He never did the dance, though...
PJM reminded me about lookalike bosses: the worst boss I ever had was a dead spit for David Brent (from The Office, although this was long before that), right down to the goatee beard. He even played guitar and fancied himself a songwriter (not entirely unjustifiably: I'd name a well-known band he wrote for, but it'd be too incriminating).

Sadly, he was a similarly awful boss. Completely unable to defer to any of his subordinates, he believed that he knew best in any given situation and would argue until he went purple over the most trivial of points -- even with people who were manifestly more knowledgable than him. He thought he was funny but couldn't spot a joke if it bit him on the arse. And he wasn't even very good at his own job.

In short, he was a cunt. He's actually quite well-known in his field, and I've heard numerous accounts of him since that end with much the same conclusion.
( reallywittyname veraciously conspues lexiphanicism on, Thu 7 Jun 2007, 11:58, Reply)