Feb 26th, 2007, 10:14 AM
I was working at a mechanic shop recently while I go to school and the boss was a complete dick. Not only that, but he would simply disappear for days on end. You wouldn't hear from him, not a phone call, nothing. I suspect that he'd get pilled out, seriously.
He'd as well "sell" people things that they "needed" for their vehicles. Say you come in for a $20 oil change, right? Well guess what? You also "need" X, Y, and Z too, because you really don't want to take any chances. Thus your $20 oil change would come out to be well over $100 or $200. This happened almost daily.
Also he was the kind of guy who was never wrong. He was never wrong, always right, don't think about questioning or suggesting anything, ever. He told me to adjust the wires to a computer in the office and plug in a new keyboard and mouse. Ok that's cool. My dad has worked computers for well over 20 years and I know what one is. Bossman had adapters for the USB keyboard and mouse so that they would plug into the ports. Problem was, he had 2 mouse adapters (they were purple) and not one for the keyboard. I tell him about the problem of the keyboard not working he's about to run into. He walks over to me, looks at the adapters, looks at me, and says,
"Hmpf, they're just colored-coded, for dummies." Insinuating that I'm an idiot.
"Yes Sir." I replied, knowing he was the one missing brain cells.
Two minutes later when everything was hooked up and I booted up the PC, I left and went in the shop. He called me back into the office not long before that, "HEY MATT THIS KEYBOARD DONT WORK! WUD YU DU?"
"Sir, I thought it was color-coded, you know, for dummies."
Then came paying.
One day I was working my normal 10 hour shift and the boss told me he was going to show me how to do something. Needless to say, he never showed me how to do said thing and sent me to "go be a sidekick" in the shop. Well when it came time to get off, he was pissed that I didn't do the thing he wanted me to do but never showed me how to do it.
He said, "Look, you can do this shit on my time or on your time. I don't pay overtime so I suggest you do it on your time."
"Yes sir." I replied and I clocked out at 6:45pm.
The NEXT day when I clocked out, I saw he had drawn lines through some of my clock out times and simply put 6:00pm! The mother fucker cut out HOURS I HAD WORKED. AND when it came time to go to Mardi Gras, which I had marked off obviously, he conviently didn't pay me that weekend before. Even though everyone else got paid. Everyone else gets paid, yet I don't? He simply wanted to be a dick and put me in a bind because he could. He had this constant power trip.
Needless to say, I don't work there anymore.
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