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I started my career in newspapers. It takes a lot for a boss to have any impact on me at all. Frankly, back then, a day when someone didn't shriek in my face that I was a fucking uselesss cunt left me feeling uneasy, as if something were missing. I've worked for the incompetent, the incontinent, the drug-addicted and deranged. No problem.

The Nazi with the taste for tranny cock stood out, though. First of all, he was a lazy, slacking sod. He ran a small department but regularly promised the bosses that we would deliver more than your average Soviet factory. Then he would piss off for lunch and never bloody return, leaving us to deliver. He was racist, homophobic and liked to dress up as a Nazi.

And he liked tranny cock. I know this because I had to work on his computer once. It had an enormous screen but he didn't know about browser history. Deary, deary me. How awkward. TV69 this, Transsexual that, Tranny the other. On and on and on. He must have seen the meat and two veg of every tranny on the planet. Twice. Clearly, I told no-one (if you take "no-one" to mean "all other human life").

The icing on the cake came when he unlocked his office one morning and discovered that the wallpaper on his PC had been changed to a very, very large erect penis. He told the IT Dept that someone must have broken into his office to do that. A veritable locked room mystery, unless of course the stupid sod right-clicked a particularly filthy image and saved it as his wallpaper himself.
( calgacus Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae, Mon 22 Jun 2009, 17:01, Reply)