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Hippie Boss From Hell
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Back in the 90s, I was one of those idiots who applied at every agency that would take me. I was still in my 20s but it was a waste of life and now deeply regret not sticking to my original career intentions. Anyway, they sent me to this here today, gone tomorrow place deep in an L.A. industrial park that sold those gaming cards. I didn't like it but forced myself everyday to make it work.
Though it helped me build a graphic design portfolio of sorts, there were still other things left to be desired. One was the office manager's need to make it known that she was bi. Not just verbally but making out with both her husband and female lover in the main office, the bathroom we ALL used, the warehouse....you get it.
Another was the disorganization when it came to assigning duties. A smart person would just fall into place as needed while looking for something else but like I said, I was already an idiot for voicing my concerns.
And the place was pretty rank. There were two dogs who were constantly all over the place - and in everything. To read more about canines from hell, click here.
At the epicenter of most things weird was my boss, Matt. Now dude was cool when it came to discussing music and art. In fact, he hipped me to Salvador Dali when he picked up a print to go in my corner because he felt it was a fit. Yet, his thing was to let live and let it go wherever it wants to. As I'd been working for a while, this got under my skin worse than poison ivy and made no secret as to why. My reward for being so vociferous was a less-than-stellar evaluation and my resignation wasn't too far behind.
That sight closed to give more attention to a storefront that catered more to nerdy teen boys that could work a nerve almost as bad as he did. Oh yeah, and he love to boast about being from the Bay area!
Back in the 90s, I was one of those idiots who applied at every agency that would take me. I was still in my 20s but it was a waste of life and now deeply regret not sticking to my original career intentions. Anyway, they sent me to this here today, gone tomorrow place deep in an L.A. industrial park that sold those gaming cards. I didn't like it but forced myself everyday to make it work.
Though it helped me build a graphic design portfolio of sorts, there were still other things left to be desired. One was the office manager's need to make it known that she was bi. Not just verbally but making out with both her husband and female lover in the main office, the bathroom we ALL used, the warehouse....you get it.
Another was the disorganization when it came to assigning duties. A smart person would just fall into place as needed while looking for something else but like I said, I was already an idiot for voicing my concerns.
And the place was pretty rank. There were two dogs who were constantly all over the place - and in everything. To read more about canines from hell, click here.
At the epicenter of most things weird was my boss, Matt. Now dude was cool when it came to discussing music and art. In fact, he hipped me to Salvador Dali when he picked up a print to go in my corner because he felt it was a fit. Yet, his thing was to let live and let it go wherever it wants to. As I'd been working for a while, this got under my skin worse than poison ivy and made no secret as to why. My reward for being so vociferous was a less-than-stellar evaluation and my resignation wasn't too far behind.
That sight closed to give more attention to a storefront that catered more to nerdy teen boys that could work a nerve almost as bad as he did. Oh yeah, and he love to boast about being from the Bay area!
Posted by Work in Hell at 1/20/2010 3:34 PM 
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