I once worked in a small factory, where the people working the late shift would sweep and mop the floor last thing
My infuriating boss used to do all kinds of stuff, like send people home on quiet days (we were paid by the hour) and call us in on our days off, with increasingly passive-aggressive demands, if things got busy. One morning, I had this exchange with her:

Boss: "Who worked late yesterday? The floor's been left, it's disgusting."

Me: "Don't know, I was on an early."

Boss: "You must know, you handed over to them".

Me (awkwardly, not wanting to land anyone in the shit): "Er, I can't quite remember. Check the rota?"

Boss (yelling): "Course you fucking remember. Who did you hand over to?"

I caved in and gave their names.

Boss (smirking): "Nobody likes a grass!"

This was typical. I'm glad my current boss is an affable hippy.
(Porcupine, Tue 14 Apr 2015, 15:45, 4 replies)

i don't think they call it a grass anymore, grandad

( buffet_the_appetite_slayer ٩(●̮̃•)۶ jacked in to the ICE on, Tue 14 Apr 2015, 18:26, closed)