my old boss was certifiable
He was a geniune mentalist. My job interview consisted of me interviewing myself while he sat there nervously mumbling incoherantly and avoiding eye contact.

And that is pretty much how he communicated with everyone. If anyone has seen Ralph Fiennes in the film 'Spider' that is a fairly accurate representation.

Most days he would come in to work at 6 o'clock in the evening in the hope of avoiding any of his employees. On days that we did see him he was usually sitting at his computer in a darkened room with his face inches from the screen, slowly disintegrating. On rare occasions that he did need to talk to us he would creep into the room, stare at the floor and mumble something, then leave before anyone registered that he was actually there.

Then one day he stormed into the office at 9 in the morning and told the accounts woman "If you don't like working here then fuck off!" When she refused to budge he had some kind of brain-spazm and announced that the office was closed and everyone had to leave. So we all sauntered out in bewilderment and went to the pub.

Meanwhile the accounts woman still refused to leave the office until she got paid. Aparently he then scribbled out a cheque for ten thousand pounds and threw it at her, before rushing out and locking her in the office. Being in charge of accounts, she used her time while imprisoned to put her next wages through the system.

A few days later we were treated to the sight of him running around the office being chased by two policemen who wanted a chat.

Happy times...
( mutated monty, Fri 19 Jun 2009, 11:39, Reply)