Who was your least favorite coworker/employee you ever had

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Mine was this 6 foot 7, 300 pound mountain of a man that was the biggest crybaby and tattletale I’ve ever seen.

He’d be in my office multiple times per week complaining that our 4 foot 11 female haul truck driver liked to bust his balls on the radio, or that a customer truck driver said a cuss word on the CB, and don’t let him catch you taking your hard hat off for a second to scratch your head.

Also, he liked to give us a daily Bible verse over the radio.

I was so glad the day he quit, and feel a little bad saying that I laughed when I heard he got fired from the company he left us for.
 
I came close to bashing a mouthy punk bitch's brains in with a large pipe wrench when I was prep cooking at a local bar & grill at 16.
 
Illustrious Potentate said:
Mine was this 6 foot 7, 300 pound mountain of a man that was the biggest crybaby and tattletale I’ve ever seen.

He’d be in my office multiple times per week complaining that our 4 foot 11 female haul truck driver liked to bust his balls on the radio, or that a customer truck driver said a cuss word on the CB, and don’t let him catch you taking your hard hat off for a second to scratch your head.

Also, he liked to give us a daily Bible verse over the radio.

I was so glad the day he quit, and feel a little bad saying that I laughed when I heard he got fired from the company he left us for.
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I told our boss about this thread so you should get some votes :wink:
 
This fat bitch that I used to work with at Subway back when i was in high school. She would show up late every day and fuck me over. Eventually she quit when I told her she just needs to show up on time. I don't think she liked being told what to do by someone younger than her. She sucked at making sammiches too, so she couldn't have gone too far in life.
 
First boss at the first federal contractor I worked at.

Physically: Early 30s Blonde chick, no T, no A, smallish arms and legs with a massive gut. Just a walking egg of a human.

Professionally: She was a professional cosmetologist by training. She put “something agency licensed cosmetologist” in her email signature. This was the supervisor of a data team that was routinely communicating with various federal agencies.

This was the kind of woman who went through life being a 2, then spent four years in “beauty school” to learn tricks to get to a 3 and she thought she became Kim Kardashian.

I applied for a promotion and knocked the interview out of the park, at the feedback meeting telling me I didn’t get the job. “You did great in the interview, but you weren’t dressed professionally enough. Next time if you dress more professionally, I have no doubt you’ll get it.” I was wearing black dress pants, dress shoes and a button up dress shirt. I looked at the HR lady who was also in the meeting and just stared at her, she shrugged and I walked out without saying anything.

The job went to the sister of one of her friends, who couldn’t even write a =SUM formula in excel but was also a slightly less eggy physical tryhard.
 
Co-worker that was my favorite at one job when we were equals. Then he moved on and had a leadership role at a different company. He asked me to work for him which was good at the time as my company was being bought out. At first he was still the good co-worker until this company changed ownership. He then became power hungry and many disliked him. Then my proposed role we were working on changed to a role I didn't sign up for. Eventually the company split into 2 companies & each sold to competitors that hated each other. When that happened I jumped ship & haven't talked to him since.
 
Deep Dish Pizza Goat said:
First boss at the first federal contractor I worked at.

Physically: Early 30s Blonde chick, no T, no A, smallish arms and legs with a massive gut. Just a walking egg of a human.

Professionally: She was a professional cosmetologist by training. She put “something agency licensed cosmetologist” in her email signature. This was the supervisor of a data team that was routinely communicating with various federal agencies.

This was the kind of woman who went through life being a 2, then spent four years in “beauty school” to learn tricks to get to a 3 and she thought she became Kim Kardashian.

I applied for a promotion and knocked the interview out of the park, at the feedback meeting telling me I didn’t get the job. “You did great in the interview, but you weren’t dressed professionally enough. Next time if you dress more professionally, I have no doubt you’ll get it.” I was wearing black dress pants, dress shoes and a button up dress shirt. I looked at the HR lady who was also in the meeting and just stared at her, she shrugged and I walked out without saying anything.

The job went to the sister of one of her friends, who couldn’t even write a =SUM formula in excel but was also a slightly less eggy physical tryhard.
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Only female superior I ever had was when I briefly worked at Publix in high school. She was a bitch, but looking back, I feel a little sorry for her. She was working 80+ hour weeks for maybe 50k per year. I’d have been salty too
 
Illustrious Potentate said:
Only female superior I ever had was when I briefly worked at Publix in high school. She was a bitch, but looking back, I feel a little sorry for her. She was working 80+ hour weeks for maybe 50k per year. I’d have been salty too
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The majority of supervisors at every contractor I worked at were female. They also for the most part had complete nonsense degrees or job experiences. One was a Zoologist, another ran like a daycare on the side or some shit. Those at least either had huge cans or were cute.
 
Illustrious Potentate said:
Mine was this 6 foot 7, 300 pound mountain of a man that was the biggest crybaby and tattletale I’ve ever seen.

He’d be in my office multiple times per week complaining that our 4 foot 11 female haul truck driver liked to bust his balls on the radio, or that a customer truck driver said a cuss word on the CB, and don’t let him catch you taking your hard hat off for a second to scratch your head.

Also, he liked to give us a daily Bible verse over the radio.

I was so glad the day he quit, and feel a little bad saying that I laughed when I heard he got fired from the company he left us for.
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Another thing I remembered about this guy.

He bought a house he couldn’t afford right before he started here. Pretty much said in his interview that he’d work as late as we would let him and every Saturday.

But when we needed to work late or on a Saturday, he would always have some excuse for why he couldn’t, and then complain that he won’t be able to pay his mortgage if we had to leave early due to weather, or if we were gonna knock off after a half day before a holiday weekend.

He was getting paid way more than he was worth, and we average over 50 hours per week. Fucker bought a house in a gated community with a wife that doesn’t work and it sound like it was our responsibility to make sure he can pay his mortgage he couldn’t afford, but wouldn’t work extra when offered
 
Several to choose from. I guess I will go with a former boss. She was very intelligent, but couldn't get out of her own way. Total micromanager and full of big ideas but never could get anything into action. She was socially awkward and afraid of people. She would come in after hours and leave these pathetic "urgent" voicemails just ripping you for something. But she would never say anything to you face to face
 
We used to secretly inner-office mail gyros and coney dogs to people in my building. Like if we had extra from lunch, we’d put one in an inner-office envelope and ship it off to someone unsuspectingly. It was a huge mystery for months about who was doing this. And we spread rumors about who we thought was doing it, setting other people up.

Other times we just hid gyros and coney dogs in peoples desks until the smell was unbearable and they found it.

And then we’d be like “Dude! Why would you keep a gyro in your desk?” 😂
 
I'm going to go with favorite coworker.

One place I bartended at had a handicapped bathroom for whatever reason. Just a toilet and sink, but the door into it locked. I suppose it would be called a family bathroom these days, but it wasn't the kind of place you would take kids to. Anyway, this chick that worked there with me loved to hide in that bathroom and when I'd walk by, she'd drag me in and suck my dick.

Favorite. Coworker. Ever.
 
SlinkyRedfoot said:
I'm going to go with favorite coworker.

One place I bartended at had a handicapped bathroom for whatever reason. Just a toilet and sink, but the door into it locked. I suppose it would be called a family bathroom these days, but it wasn't the kind of place you would take kids to. Anyway, this chick that worked there with me loved to hide in that bathroom and when I'd walk by, she'd drag me in and suck my dick.

Favorite. Coworker. Ever.
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I liked the dropped ceiling in that bathroom

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Had a worthless pig of a lesbian ad a foreman when I was an apprentice. Rumor was she sucked the bosses dick at a company party and he made her a foreman. She hated me because I was good, and had a dick. I worked for the same company for about 8 years, and would occasionally have to go to one of her jobs. She was so miserable and wanted everyone else to be as well.
Her name was Janie, and I used to call her Janzilla. At break one day we were talking about our asshole dogs, and the shit they did. She proceeded to tell us that her dog would eat the crotch out of her jeans. Not her underwear, her fucking jeans! So of course I had to ask her what the fuck she was baking down there?
Anyway, I surpassed her pretty quickly and became a foreman the day I made journeyman. She had to come work on one of my jobs, and refused to. She got fired. We all rejoiced.
 
I once had a fat slob coder on my teams on occasion, and this motherfucker was a real piece of work. Lazy as hell, unproductive as hell, his work sucked. I was leading two developments, one for Cisco and one for BMW Americas, and this guy was so bad and irritated the customers so thoroughly, and his work was so shitty and unprofessional that my employer and I were fired from multi-million $$ custom coding projects at those 2 places. The customer CEO at Cisco called our CEO in NY to personally complain. I almost got fired, but my record keeping was kosher, and they isolated the cause to the fat fool and they fired his ass.

Ten years later, that motherfucker's employment agency emailed me for a recommendation. I ignored it.
 
SlinkyRedfoot said:
I'm going to go with favorite coworker.

One place I bartended at had a handicapped bathroom for whatever reason. Just a toilet and sink, but the door into it locked. I suppose it would be called a family bathroom these days, but it wasn't the kind of place you would take kids to. Anyway, this chick that worked there with me loved to hide in that bathroom and when I'd walk by, she'd drag me in and suck my dick.

Favorite. Coworker. Ever.
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And you found out later "she" was a trans......
 
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