Yesterday I told you about the horrible first job out of college I ever had. It does have a Part 2.
It wasn't long before the mama snake had little baby snakes appearing around the office. Some of the guys thought it was funny to chase them around and I saw one slither past my desk one morning while three engineers chased it with a stick. It was only about a foot long, but it was obviously still a snake.
One guy knew that they terrified me and he enjoyed torturing me. He took one of those little snakes and actually tied it around his hat...it's little head and bulging eyes right above the brim, kind of what you imagine somebody from ancient Egypt wearing right before they were placed in a tomb. Yeah, that's right where I wanted him to go...
Since this was a government-run installation, it was full of inefficiencies. One day the head of the writing department pulled me into his office. I had finally been given a computer and I was working hard. He proceeded to inform me that if I didn't slow down and take a little more time on my documents, he would have to fire me...I was making his guys look bad!
I was never happier in any workplace than the day I walked away from that job for the last time! Now, almost 24 years later, it almost seems like one of those nightmares that you can't believe you actually survived. After that, no matter how bad my boss or how tedious the work, I'm just grateful.