She Read The Big Book Of Bigotry Cover To Cover (And Liked It)

CONTENT WARNING: Animal Death, Violent Bigotry (Verbal, not physical)

In my first week, my boss confided in me that we ought to hang Obama from a tree and that’s when I knew I had f***ed up.

Over the next three years, I was tormented as she learned more about me. When she learned I loved animals, she would talk about how she had shot a skunk and its babies.

The liberals were trying to kill Jesus all over again. We just needed to kill all the Muslims and be done with it. She didn’t understand why we don’t just nuke Syria.

Everyone on the team except for [Boss]’s favorite had gone to her manager about her comments and behavior. We lost five employees in four months, and all of them listed her as the main problem.

Finally, after three years of [Boss] doing her thing, I finally snapped and demanded to speak to her out on the patio of our office. I tore into her for at least ten minutes, viciously explaining to her why she was a terrible human being.

The next day, I was asked to go to Human Resources, and they asked me what had happened.

Me: “How much time do you have?”

HR: “However much you feel you need.”

I was definitely getting fired.

Me: “Well, it all started when [Boss] told me we need to lynch the President…”

For two hours, I went through the entire dossier I had been keeping on [Boss] for the last three years, and HR was rightfully terrified.

[Boss] was called in later that day. The next day, the VP of Marketing addressed the team and explained that [Boss] wouldn’t be returning and she’d agreed to take another position working alone from a different building. She quit shortly after that.

I got another six months before I saw that I was about to be let go for poor numbers, and [Boss]’s pet wound up being her replacement. (She was much better at the job.) But I was horrible in the position and had a terrible view of the company.

The Pet recommended that I go talk to IT about a possible position, and over the Christmas holiday, I taught myself enough to get hired on as HelpDesk Support.

I’ve been there for two years, and I love my job and company. (But I despise the marketing department.)