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JANUARY 26, 2009 12:20PM

World's worst bosses that I had the privilege of working for

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I have some good news and bad news. The good news is I get to keep my job after relocating to NYC less than 6 months ago. The bad news is I only had my 4 million dollar project cut by 85%. Fortunately, no jobs were lost by the cuts. I work for a boss and a team of leaders who have great faith in my abilities. I recognize that I am very lucky right now and I really appreciate the confidence they have in me.

It wasn't always that way. I reflected this past weekend about every insufferable manager for whom I've had the privilege of working.   In my professional career I have worked for some of the most incompetent, egotistical, narcissistic, cruel, and ethically challenged people on the planet. Gender plays no role in the demography. Bad bosses apparently are equal opportunity PITAs.

So let's take a walk down memory lane of the Worst Bosses to work for. You might have bumped into them.

The Station Manager (Master Motivator): After winning the daypart radio ratings  in the our market for the first time in 5 years, I asked the Station Manager for a $10 per week raise (1970s dollars).  His motivating response, "You know I could find 500 people out there tomorrow who would work for $10 a week less than you. You're lucky you have a job. Now don't bother me again."  Inspirational, wasn't he?

The Superintendent of Adminstration (Always Inclusive): This icon of superiority never looked you in the eye or talked directly to you, only through (his words) "his underlings." When I once asked a him a direct question, his response was, "I don't talk to people at your level." Hmmm, I was standing on the same level as he was.

The Entrpreneur (Commitment to Employees): I should have seen this one coming when a peer was fired because she couldn't work 70 hours that week because she had no daycare. I took a two week vacation and was told when I returned that I was being fired because "I lacked the commitment to keeping this business running."   Since I was a part owner and responsible for all sales, at least I got a hefty check from her buying me out of the business.

The Absentee Station Owner (Empowering): It's hard to develop a relationship with your boss when he works 200 miles away from you. All of his communications were typed by his executive assistant, but his comments were of the colored highlighter/magic marker variety. I think they took all the sharp objects away from him. He micromanaged, and second and third guessed and was consistently inconsistent.  Did I mention he micromanaged? His ethical highlight...never having enough cash in the company bank account to cover everyone's paychecks. Did I mention he micromanaged? I hope he's living in a cardboard box somewhere in a cold climate.

The Production Manager (Recognition): You could never do enough, work hard enough, do the right thing at the right time. When you did offer up a good solution or idea, he would be the first to implement it and, of course, take credit for it. He always stood behind his employees, but only in a large room.

Madame Vice President (Advancement Opportunities): This individual left the company during hard times and then staged a triumphant return where she could be seen as savior. Always one to indicate that she "took a big pay cut to return," she lauded the virtues of austerity, headcount reduction and improved efficiency. She refused to performance manage conflicts among her direct reports, and demonstrated favoritism whenever possible. When I completed my executive MBA I asked what opportunities there might be for me within the organization. She paused, looked in deep thought and said, "I have nothing for you. " Always ambitious, she climbed the corporate ladder and pulled it up behind her.

It was a privilege to work for thess people, because I learned how to be come a good leader, by not acting like any of them.

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It is so good you share this. A lot of people think its their fault for not getting along with bosses. Truth is a lot of bosses are horrible, mean people. Sadly, I worked in a religious school and found some of the worst type there. Like you, however, I made a resolution to NOT treat people that way and to live my life by being helpful and not hurtful.
People need to know they're not the only ones who have to put up with this kind of treatment. What are you gonna do if you don't have voodoo powers?
One time I was having kidney problems and had the audacity to take a bathroom break during my ONLY planning period of the day. (At 2:30 in the afternoon) My boss (who sits up front at church and cries on Good Friday) came and knocked on the door.. loudly...scaring the piss out of me and demanding that I get out of there and get ready for a fire drill. I am convinced she scheduled the fire drill for that moment to hassle me. With my pants down, no less. I haven't forgiven her. May I not burn in hell for not forgiving this woman.

Woops, I just thought I'd share. Maybe TMI.
What goes around comes around, though.
Great post for learning the ways of the world. I think you covered 'em all. My experience was a common-denominator of what I liked to call "insestuious relationships" among management, all levels. If you were on the "Management Team", you were required to get a frontal labotomy. Cheers!
JK -- I hope your boss provides you with positive recognition on a regular basis.

Gayle -- What an utterly humiliating thing to do to another human being. You're right what goes around comes around..
Back in the seventies I worked in a small restaurant that was owned by a woman who was pure evil. I can't even begin to list all of the horrible shit she heaped upon her employees but she had this one poor dishwasher named Freddy. He was a poor dumb hillbilly with a seventh grade education at best and he was a Jehovah's Witness. She had hired him at $2.00 per hour which was the minimum wage at the time and four years later even though the minimum had gone up to around $2.40 she had never given him a raise of any kind. When people found out about this we gave her such a miserable time about it she gave him a raise up to the current minimum but then started deducting all breakage out of his paycheck. About ten years after that I heard that she died a really horrible death from lung cancer and I couldn't muster even a tiny bit of sympathy for her.
The one who "has your back and will defend you to his bosses no matter what" and "wants to make this a fun place to work." Until there's a mistake, when he screams at, swears at, and threatens the entire team, not just the people who screwed up. And, of course, doesn't defend us to his bosses.
TB -- Some place I worked managers were not even equipped with brains. I remember at an Insurance company I was at a meeting Executive VP said to a large group of managers , "I'm not paying you to think. Just do what I tell you to do." This company was featured on both 60 minutes and Nightline. It was not good news or a PR coup.

Coogansbluf -- the back charge for breakage really got under my skin. What an awful person.

Dogmom -- Just the person you feel safe with when something big has gone wrong and you have to break the news to him. Been there done that. Search for the guilty followed by punishment of the innocent.

Karin -- I understand the repressed anger. I knew it was time to leave one company when the "HR professional" (oxymoronic term) said, "I don't have time to waste on people issues, when I have more important work that needs attention."
I will mention a certain airline where cocaine was practically in the salt shakers in the cafeteria!

One twit, a lower than middle manager, would start talking, right on the spot wherever he was , and would go on for 45 minutes, rambling on about old aircraft parts stories. God help the fool who tried to get away during these bizarre moments, the a&&&hole had a nasty temper.

Another clown had a penchant for calling Black men "Boy". And got away with it for years.

My favorite would be so incoherent at times that you couldn't understand a word that he was saying. Fortunately he would disappear for hours at a time. No one could find him or get him on a phone, in the pre cell phone age. In one case, he disappeared for several days.
I've worked for some ... interesting ... people.

One of my very first bosses was a recovering addict. I would baby sit for her at night (extra cash for me!) when she would go to her art therapy appointments. But then one of us would find her passed out on the bathroom floor at work from relapsing. (When she was sober, she was great. ) Another man I worked for would continually, and covertly, try to get me to take on additionaly duties - mainly, the duty of me "servicing" him. (Ew. Ew. Ew.) My current boss is a very sweet lady, but she's a little bit ... manic? She gave me a lemon (yes, the fruit) one morning, and then a raise that afternoon.
I had one boss who would heap piles of work on me, day in and day out. I work fast, but I had a hard time keeping up. One day, after finishing all the crap she’d given me to do, she told me, “There’s so much here! I don’t know when I’ll find time to read all this.” Yeah, because reading a work is so much harder than writing it in the first place…

The one who hired her called a staff meeting, and halfway through, asked me to leave. While I was gone, she told the rest of the staff that, individually, they were nice people, but collectively, they were assholes. This to a staff of people who had been cranking out everything Boss #1 wanted in record time.
zumalicious -- War stories, racism, incoherency. Looks like you won the trifecta. There's a joke about the company lunchroom and airline food, but I haven't come up with a good punchline.

AnniThyme - I hope your first boss was more sober, than high. Boss#2 Ew is correct. Boss#3: Great you got a raise, even better that you're less like to get scurvy, too.

Annie -- It sure is hard work thinking up stuff for you to do. How come you were asked to leave in the middle of the meeting? Was that punishment or reward?
I once worked in the regional administravive office of a company that provided food services to state prison systems. The employees who actually managed the prison cafeterias were called Front Line Managers (FLMs) who often supervised prisoners who worked in the kitchen. One day a FLM was almost hacked to death by a prisoner who chased her around the kitchen with a cleaver. My boss, the Regional Finance Director, was angry that this FLM decided to take the rest of the day off after her brush with death. Even after I and several others in the office reminded her that others have taken a day off because of headaches, colds, the flu and other relatively minor issues, she continued to harass this FLM into going back to work. When the FLM did not, she was fired.

I started looking for another job. I could not stomach working for someone so brazenly ugly and mean toward another human being. They fired me before I could find another job. They handed me a 7-page termination letter that did not state the reason for my dismissal. Then they tried to contest my unemployment claim. I appealed on won! Although it was the most infuriating and stressful experience of my life to date, they did me a huge favor when they fired me!
Back in the mid-70's I worked in a busy independent VW garage. The owner would scream at us mechanics in front of customers making it pretty uncomfortable at times. He once told me that as an apprentice in Germany just after the war, the shop Master would beat him for making mistakes, but he was a "good guy" since he didn't beat us.
My last waitressing gig was in a Coco's, a job I took because I needed at job immediately I was under such financial stress. One night, in the middle of the dinner rush, the manager came in and made a pot of coffee in the middle of the dinner rush. I treated it like all other pots of coffee in a coffee station at dinner time, I traded it for my 1/4 full pot and went out and served it as I was checking on my tables.

When I went back toward the coffee station, the manager berated me for taking 'her' coffee and started telling me what a lousy waitress I was and disparaged my character.

You have to understand, I was never late to work, neat as a pin in grooming, very attentive to my customers and vigilant in keeping their food coming and I am quite a cleaner too. My customers got what they paid for and then some.

I put the coffee pot down. I told her, that "I didn't know that 'her coffee' was more important than getting coffee for the customers" at the very top of my lungs.

Next I untied my apron, taking my tips out of the apron pocket with my right hand shoving them into my pants pocket, I threw the apron in her face, shouting

"Fuck YOU, If I am such a lousy fucking waitress, then I suppose you will be happy to get the fuck off your lazy counter stool and take care of these customers because no amount of money would make it worth my time to work for the likes of you, or anyone like you ever again."

And I walked out with my purse, got in my car and started a new life the led me to graduate degrees and away from petty dictators.

Every time that something like this has happened I have said "NO" as powerfully as I can. I have quit jobs that paid fairly well so that I could look myself in the mirror and feel like I still respected myself. That practice made things difficult sometimes. It isn't always easy to find a new job when the old one has gone stale or wrong.

Now I am a boss, and this makes me wonder...
What a delightful post! My worst boss was Chris. I worked at a fast food place in high school and Chris was a giant slob. He told disgusting stories to all the girls (about looking at va-jay-jays) and when the restaurant got busy, he would announce that he was going to take a dump, grab the newspaper, and disappear into the men's room for an hour. The assistant manager spent the whole shift drinking and would become enraged. He took out his anger on the sack of onions hanging on the wall, pummeling it with his fists until the floors ran with onion juice.
My worst boss ever is a very easy one for me. He was one of the worst people I would ever hope to meet, if not the worst. I'll use his initials and call him G.H. he was my training officer and partner. I was a rookie cop. The department was Los Angeles, and the division was Hollywood. G.H. lacked all positive attributes of a human being except courage and intelligence. He had more than sufficient courage, and he was quite brilliant. But his drawbacks: G.H. hated women and minorities. G.H. loved to take children away from women, even when they were the reporting victims at the scene. G.H. was a skinflint, so we only ate on duty where we could get free food. And to top it all off, and make this former officer with only one year of service confront a trainer with 18 years of service was that G.H. liked to talk rape victims out of reporting their rape. He would browbeat and intimidate rape victims from making reports. His motivation was that these reports typically took around 6 hours to complete. G.H. is definitely my worst boss ever.
My worst boss ever is a very easy one for me. He was one of the worst people I would ever hope to meet, if not the worst. I'll use his initials and call him G.H. he was my training officer and partner. I was a rookie cop. The department was Los Angeles, and the division was Hollywood. G.H. lacked all positive attributes of a human being except courage and intelligence. He had more than sufficient courage, and he was quite brilliant. But his drawbacks: G.H. hated women and minorities. G.H. loved to take children away from women, even when they were the reporting victims at the scene. G.H. was a skinflint, so we only ate on duty where we could get free food. And to top it all off, and make this former officer with only one year of service confront a trainer with 18 years of service was that G.H. liked to talk rape victims out of reporting their rape. He would browbeat and intimidate rape victims from making reports. His motivation was that these reports typically took around 6 hours to complete. G.H. is definitely my worst boss ever.
ZV -- A tough place to work. Good thing you ogt outta there unscathed.

Gratefuldan -- Did Simon Wiesenthal ever find out about your boss?

Susanne -- Best advice I ever got about job hunting was look for your next job while you love what you're currently doing. It's how I got my current job.
Scruffus -- What a terrible situation.

Bill Beck -- You must a really classy guy to survive that experience. Thanks for working in law enforcment. It is a thankless job.
Jane -- Like the Dilbert cartoon that says : We feel work is its own reward. Expect to get rewarded twice as mich next year.

What part of the country is you brother looking in? There has to be a better option than this?
Love the list and descriptions
Sounds like you've had more bosses than me but then I've owned my own biz for 1/2 my working life. And have tried to never be the bosses that I worked for.
The worst boss changed from a moderate drinker off the job to a drunk ass all the time. Would come in 2 hours before quitting time or not at all spending all day in the bar down the street. Any meetings that between us had to happen in a bar after hours. I was always on edge not knowing if he would come in the office and start yelling or worse. So now I don't like drunks. When I started we were friendly - I have spent Christmas in his house, ten years later I probably won't cross the street to put him out if he was on fire.
Second worst was in the navy. One officer I reported to would tell you anything to be your "friend" and then stab you in the back the next minute. Just had to wait for one of us to be re-assigned.
I can only say: http://open.salon.com/content.php?cid=58297
Congrats.

I've worked for some real pricks and prickettes in my lifetime as well.

One thing I've always kept in mind to keep me motivated is, no matter how good a job I always do, I am always replaceable. Never fool yourself by thinking otherwise.

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I too became a better leader of people by other people's shortcomings. That means you empathize like I do. It's not such a bad way to be...
I just found your blog, and wanted to say that I love your sheepdog picture. I saw a few walking around NYC that all had their hair cut shorter, to keep them cooler and reduce the amount of dirt the long hair would pull in from the streets. (Yeah, don't wear sandals. Your toenails will be filthy by the time you get home.)
Oh, these are some beauties. I, too, have suffered under the Psychotic Supervisor (you know, the one who tries to humiliate you in front of HER boss, who NEVER stops talking and who knows everything and has done everything twice...)

Then there was the guy who couldn't understand how, exactly, it was both insulting and illegal to proclaim that since I had the "wardrobe" to work in the office then why would I want to be out in the field? (I told him that's where the money was.)

The worst, however, was the guy who fired everyone in the department then wondered out loud why I (one of four people doing the work formerly done by more than eight in three different departments) was "still here after six o'clock" in the evening. This same gem proclaimed to three of us remaining in the department that we had work due the day after Christmas and he would love to stay and help with that, but he had plans already. (It was typical in our company to take those few days around the holidays off due to general unproductivity.) As one of my co-workers declared, "well, I had plans, too, to sit around and watch tv over the break, but I guess I'll be coming in here instead!)

The best part about crummy bosses, though, is that they teach you how much you will put up with. And eventually that bar keeps getting higher and higher until even the psychos won't screw with you because they know you won't take it.

I'm not sure I would trade in my hard-earned stripes.
Oh, and CONGRATS on landing a job in this economy. I'm holding on by my fingernails. My industry has been through many downturns, so I never take employment for granted.
Hahaha! Oh yeah- some of these people look very familiar to me. Great post. I had a boss that micromanaged to the point of having his employees track their bathroom time on their time management reports. And I shared an office with the guy.
My all-time worst boss was a sweet old lady with a serious alcohol problem. In the morning, you might get some sense out of her, but in the afternoon, she was either pickled or in a bad mood (if she'd had some meeting and hadn't been able to have 2-3 bloody marys at lunch.) She'd insist I do something, then blame me if I did it and it went wrong, because she'd truly forgotten that she commanded me to do it.

The second worst was a micromanaging boss who had no time for my project. If he offered advice, it was detailed, but he never could be bothered to figure out what was actually going on in the project. He wanted to review all my reports before I sent them out, but never could be bothered to read them. The worst, was he was away a lot on business and even though 5 pm my time was 9am his time, he never got to the overseas office before 10, and I was never a priority, so if I wanted to talk to him (like say the report is way overdue to the client, can you read it please), I'd have to stay long after hours or call overseas on my own dime.

The final touch was when the company moved to a matrix hierarchy system and the HR department didn't know where to put me. My boss provided no input, so I was put in too low a level. I met with him to complain and he spent the entire meeting comparing me with another woman (who was in the level I belonged in), obviously not realizing I was in a lower level. When I happily pointed out that he had just made my argument -- that I belonged in the same level, the guy had the gall to tell me that I'd move up in a year or two and what level I was in now wouldn't make a difference in the long run. In short, he hadn't wasted a minute filling out HRs forms to put me in the right place and he wasn't going to waste a minute fixing the resulting problem.

I quit as soon as I found another job. I was replace by 2 people, one 2 levels above me, the other one level above. At no point did I get any recognition for having done the work of two people. If anything, I got crap because I hadn't managed to do a good job of the lower priority stuff in my remit -- I didn't have the time.
By the way, when I came by early in the AM to get my last paycheck, I was given a standing ovation by the staff present. Apparently things changed a bit after I left the restaurant.
I've had too many to name but nearly all of them were women. The Queen Bee system is alive and well. During my last boss-from-hell nightmare when I ended up getting fired while the person whose job I was doing (and my own and the boss's too) went back to rehab for the third time that year, I had the temerity to ask who was going to replace me. This question so unnerved the boss that her only response was to throw an open wine bottle at me. Did I mention she used to get drunk in her office regularly? Fortunately, I ducked and it splashed back on her cashmere pashmina. Well, at least there was some justice in the situation. I found out later that no fewer than 5 freelancers were brought in to pick up the slack, but none of them lasted more than a month. And that's one reason I refuse to ever work in an office again.
Ruckus -- I am amazed at the number of employers who condone alcohol abuse by management in the workplace.

Douglas -- I feel your pain. You became a contract so you wouldn't have to put up with that crap.

Greg -- Empathy goes a long way in the workplace. It helps instill employee loyalty. You remember employee loyalty don't you?
Note to commenters: It ended in American around 1980.

Liz L -The only sheepdogs with long hair are at dog shows or they grow it out during the winter.

Critical Path -- Those clueless ones who come in late and leave early are the same one who drop off the assignment at 4:30 on Friday afternoon demanding they need for a 7:30 Monday morning meeting.

Juli - I had a boss not mentioned above who was a recovering micromanager. He had developed a 57 page annual performance evaluation for production employees who made $20,000 a year.
He realized he had a problem, and he got out of management. I give him kudos for that. He never met a detail he didn't like.

Malusinka -- These idiots are never accountable. I always they had incriminating pictures of their boss at a holiday party or with banyard animals.

Susanne - Do you ever go back as customer?? The possiblilites.

Emma Peel -- I enjoyed your post the other day on all things OS. It sounds like that company with employee returning to rehab and the boss who threw the wine at you had a zero tolerence policy for sobriety.
Nah, I live about 1800 miles north of there and have changed my diet, Long ago, and very far away...
Great sense of humour and I would love to work for you.
My worst boss was not my worst job. I loved the work I did but the jackass that was the store manager was the most blatant asshole I've ever met. He absolutely never smiled. Not once. He was just a dick to everyone. I won't elaborate on all the crap he did but he managed to get himself fired on a 2-fer because while he was going through hearings for a sexual harassment claim, he got busted ON CAMERA stealing money from petty cash for lunch. Many times. I think there was a collective sigh followed by a belly laugh when the news made it around the store. He had a twin brother who was the polar opposite and would have been a joy to be around if not for the fact that he looked just like my boss.
you sure had some winners! i feel real good about mine, now.
There's always is someone worse waiting in the wings.