‘Add a little chaos to his meticulously organized weekend’: Employee has had it with controlling boss, puts his phone number on a Craigslist ad for farm animals and then quits

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  • "I ruined my boss’ favorite holiday weekend"

    About 10 years ago, I was in my mid-40s, working for a tiny company owned by M, a man in his early 60s who could only be described as a toxic narcissist.
  • With an ego the size of a hot air balloon. This guy took delight in belittling employees and customers alike, serving up a side of gossip and a sprinkle of racism like they were his specialty dishes.
  • He even threatened to fire me once because he was obsessed with my friend and the feeling was not mutual, she wouldn't "date" him.
  • Now, Good Friday was M's Super Bowl. He threw this huge cookout every Good Friday, inviting around 40-50 guests. He spent days prepping, shopping, and cooking, treating it like a culinary Olympics where he was the only contestant.
  • Perfection was his mantra, and nothing was going to get in his way.
  • A couple of weeks before the cookout, M casually mentioned he'd seen my lights at my house on at 2:30 a.m.
  • "Just curious," he said, as if he weren't stalking me like a character from a bad thriller. I was baffled.
  • Had he really cruised by my house at that hour? And then, just a few days later, he asked about a pickup truck that had been parked outside my place late one night.
  • Oh, it was official: I was living in a horror movie, and my boss was the villain.
  • By this point, I was itching to escape, but I couldn't just quit without having another job lined up.
  • I hatched a plan to add a little chaos to his meticulously organized weekend. I placed 8 Craigslist ads offering free farm animals.
  • I listed everything from a chicken coop and chickens to goats, piglets, and even a donkey and a barn cat.
  • And, of course, I used his phone number for all the ads. They went live Thursday night, just in time for the madness.
  • The next morning, my phone lit up with M's frantic voice. "I don't know what's going on, but I've had half a dozen calls about piglets and chickens!
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  • I don't have time for this; I'm busy prepping for my party!" He was practically on the verge of tears.
  • Meanwhile, I was stifling laughter on my end.
  • His phone didn't stop ringing all day. Guests at his cookout thought they were sharing a good laugh with him, but M, being the delicate flower he was, interpreted it as them laughing at him.
  • And let me tell you, that man turned into a volcano of rage.
  • By the end of the weekend, he was nearly breathing fire, and after about 100 calls, I finally deleted the ads late Sunday night, leaving him blissfully unaware of my role in his Easter weekend fiasco.
  • Not long after, I found a new job and handed in my notice.
  • But before I left, I decided to send an anonymous parting gift to his house-a book titled "How Not To Be A An Everyday Etiquette Guide."
  • I'm pretty sure he knew it was me, but he never mentioned it.
  • We didn't part on good terms, and frankly, I never wanted to see him again.
  • And that, my friends, is how I turned my boss's holiday into a hilarious disaster.

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