Day 8 – Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.

Oh sweet, sweet day 8. I’ve been waiting for you, my friend.

Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.

Now where should I start?

Virginia – Not the state, the boss.

Right out of college I worked for an evil woman named Virginia. She was everything bad all wrapped up into one cute, rich woman.

Have you ever seen that movie “Swimming with Sharks”? She was like Kevin Spacey but without the sharp wit and working in a different industry.

This woman was a racist. She was a liar. She made me show up early, stay late and work Saturdays. She treated her family like shit. She broke the law. She thought gay people suffered from mental illness. She was verbally abusive. She was a bad speller. She was so universally disliked in our office that other people regularly apologized to me for having to work for her. She even invited herself on my vacation.

No, really.

It went like this:

Me: “Can I please take February 21st and 22nd off? I want to go to Mardi Gras.”

Her: Great! Let’s go!

Me: *stunned silence*

Her: We’ll eat at Brennan’s and Antoine’s and we’ll stay at [insert some fancy hotel here].

Me: Virginia, I work for you. You know I make $10 per hour. I can’t afford to eat at Antoines. I was planning on going with my roommate and she doesn’t have that kind of money either.

Her: Just ask your Dad for the money.

Me: What?

Her: Oh, I’ll call him.

THEN SHE CALLED MY FATHER AT WORK AND ASKED HIM TO GIVE ME MONEY TO GO TO MARDI GRAS WITH HER.

This is a true story.

She invited herself on my vacation and asked my father to give me some money so that I could do what she wanted to do in New Orleans.

Then she missed the plane.

Then She Missed the Plane

Of course she caught the next flight.

They day after we came back from New Orleans. Oh yeah, she went. I was “laid off”. I strongly suspect my redundancy was tied to the fact that after she cut in line in front of a woman and then called her a “chink” I called her a “fucking bigot.”

I spent the longest six months of my life working for that woman. I know that six months doesn’t seem like a very long time, but when you are 22 it is an eternity.

Just writing about her has me so angry that I am shaking a little bit.

Am I worried about her seeing this? Not really. First of all, somebody has probably murdered her by now and if not there is a real chance she is incarcerated somewhere for securities fraud. If not, or if they allow internet in white collar prisons and she sees this I can’t imagine that she could refute any of these allegations.

Wow. That feels so much better. Day 8 kicked ass. I should do Day 8 once a week. I’ve got months worth of material. I’m really glad you guys talked me into keeping this up.

Oh, and one more thing about Virginia. She thought the word for the meal you ate in the morning was “breffast”. She corrected my spelling on this several times. I don’t know how one graduates with an English degree without knowing the word breakfast, but she managed. I actually had to explain to her how you broke your fast and that is where the word came from.

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Following are the writing prompts for 30 Days of Truth, should you be interested in doing so yourself.

Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.

Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself

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  1. Wow. Virginia is my favorite “day 8” story so far.

    She went with you ON YOUR VACATION OMGWTFBBQ??!?!!!

  2. Holy mother of DeCheeses. I’m honestly gobsmacked. I’m trying to picture some of my shittier bosses booking themselves on a vacation with me.

  3. Goddammit.

    Eating while I read, and “breffast” (plus hearing you say it in my head) just made me — ME, who despises this phrase in all of its forms and claims people are lying when they say it — spit soup on my keyboard.

  4. –>I can’t even imagine working for someone like Virginia. Although my boss recently told me I was “hostile” which was a complete shock. She’s never even seen me hostile because it rarely happens.

  5. Holy shit.

    I can’t decide whether to keep cackling about your guess that someone has murdered her by now or return to being aghast that she called your dad to ask for money.

    You so totally win Day 8.

  6. Oh my god. She invited herself on your vacation? Holy shit. She wins asshole of the century award.

    Snort at the, she’s probably been murdered by now line.

  7. “somebody has probably murdered her by now” Hahahaha!

    Good lord woman, that is just crazy. And I thought I had it bad when I worked with a priest who called me “fat-ass”. You win the worst boss ever contest.

  8. Sue was ‘my Virginia’. I worked for a media-buying agency in college. She was a screamer, an alcoholic and favored all manner of brightly-colored flowing rayon ensembles. On my last day (the day I went to lunch and didn’t go back) she was ranting my name. When I walked to her door to find out why, she yelled “NOT YOU – THE OTHER ONE” and threw a Mont Blanc pen at me (which I still consider the best going away present EVER.)

    “somebody has probably murdered her by now” BEST LINE EVER.

  9. Holy sh*tballs dude. WOW.

  10. OMG!! That picture is CLASSIC!!!! HA!

  11. Breffast sounds like a very bad contraction for “breast feeding breakfast” which makes me want to stab things. Maybe her.

  12. Wow. It never ceases to amaze what kind of completely bat-shit crazy people are out there. Your sucky-first-boss story blows mine out of the water. Mine now just seems like an old, fat, grouchy cat.

  13. Whoa, agree, this tops any bad boss stories I’ve heard, and between my husband and I we have some doozies. Six months is a long time to work from someone like that, no matter what your age. Crrraaazzy!

  14. My worst boss (and she was pretty bad) was a saint compared to your Virginia. Wow.

    Just … wow.

    (But a damn good blog post. Love the photo of you and your friend pointing at the empty seat on the plane!)

  15. My Virginia was Judith. I should have known when I happened across the personnel files and saw how many people had been in my position in the previous 2 years.

    I only lasted 3 months. What a relief when she finally fired my ass. (I just WISH I had called her a fucking bigot.

  16. smart aleck says:

    You are my hero….because I worked for Virginia’s (slightly) less pushy twin cousin, but never had the balls to call her a fucking bigot. And I should have.

    When will people realize that just because we share the same skin shade does NOT mean we share the same myopic views?

  17. Wow. I’m only on day 4. I’ll have to think about this one.

    That woman Virginia? Crack pot.

  18. Breffast? This was clearly before spell check, right? Yikes.

  19. Holy shit. I mean, holy shit. I mean…oh forget it. Wow.

  20. Oh btw – the pic? Pointing to the empty seat? Hilarious!

  21. Breffast. fuuuuuuuck me. You are hysterical

  22. Holy shit!

  23. 1. Who took the photo, and how was the request to take the photo phrased?

    2. I love that among her list of crimes, including real crimes like securities fraud, is “bad speller.”

  24. Oh my God. Makes my boss from hell seem downright lovely….Nope, she was a B-i-t-c-h.

  25. I am so broke right now it’s ridiculous.
    If you do hear from Virginia, could you ask her for her dad’s number?
    I thought I’d give him a call and see if he would like to pay my rent this month.

  26. I love this story. Also I hope Virginia discovers it.

  27. Lordie that’s horrible and hilarious all at the same time. Thank GOD she’s gone from your life, eh?

  28. I thought my ex-boss was “special” but Virginia really takes the cake. Now I want to do this series just so I can talk about her.

  29. Wow. Definitely the worst boss EVER.

  30. THIS ranks right up there with the underwear/karate story. You gave us so much material to comment on that I have no idea where to start. Sorry for you…but great for us because we got to read about it. The picture? Awesome!

    Also, I hope you’ve gotten to experience a Virginia-less Mardi Gras since then.

  31. Very interesting. My most hellish boss was also constantly suggesting I borrow money I mean ASK for money from my parents. Like to buy my apartment, take better vacations, etc. She also suggested that my husband got the money for my engagement ring from his elderly mother. WTF???????????

  32. Just wow. SHE WENT ON YOUR VACATION? Can we say, “no friends!” It’s like a bad Zach Galfai… I don’t feel like spelling his name. movie.

  33. Oh my gosh I can’t believe she went on your vacation with you….woowww. I probably would have left her stranded and explored New Orleans alone since she missed the first flight. Haha.

  34. What a terrible boss. Now you know how Gabe feels everyday.

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