My Arch-nemesisI lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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Must be something about bosses called Diane.I had one who was pretty much the same, only without the malice. Completely incapable of doing a good job, and blissfully ignorant of the fact that she was a fuckwit. Handing my notice in was possibly the most satisfying moment of my career.
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Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 29 Apr 2010, 15:10,
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Mine was called SharonShe was the Regional Financial Controller and I was FC of one of 'her' hotels.
She bullied everyone and lied blatantly. When I looked to complain I found that the people above her were too scared of her to do anything.
So I left and got a better job elsewhere. Cow.
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How strangeSame here, another Diane but with extra malice and more hissy fits. She got me sacked (sorry, 'my employment terminated') after I told her what I thought of her.
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VandenPlas can't think of anything clever - no change there!, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 18:47,
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