My boss is a crazy person

Jenn, it's Taste of Heaven Bakery on Foster. Their pastries are unbelievably good. He's a hell of a baker, but he has no business managing, or even interacting with other humans.

I had the lovely experience recently of being hung up on & then (when I went back to the shop 'cause obv no one was going to return my call again) confronted in a very belligerent way by an rude, touchy beyond belief salon owner.

I was unhappy with a haircut (horrid, after attempting to style myself) and the salon owner called me back, so I explained how upset I was.. she seems not to understand but says she'll try and schedule me next week to fix it and out of sheer frustration I exclaim, "next WEEK? You must be kidding!" Then she goes ballistic on me 'cause apparently fixing the shitty, very expensive haircut that totally wrecked my finally-grown-out hair is a personal favor that I didn't properly appreciate, or something. I never knew "you must be kidding" was so offensive. Oh la la, some people.

You have?

Maybe I'm not conveying the full intensity of his insanity. I've only had someone behave this way towards me once in my life, and that person had been awake for three days on a crystal meth binge.

Come to think of it, he does work an awful lot...

There was this one customer at an old summer job of mine who had a total meltdown at the ticket counter for no discernible reason and started screaming at the manager on duty to sit down and shut up etc. WTF.

I don't think there's anything you could report him on unless you wanna file a huge lawsuit for emotional distress. ;) You could be evil and suggest to the appropriate authorities that you suspect he is on some substance or another.

'Cause maybe it wouldn't have seemed quite so weird if he hadn't been nice to you for two weeks?

Even if he was a dick all the time, I would have been shocked by his throwing things across the room, and using no sentences that didn't include the word "fuck." That's downright unprofessional.

You could be evil and suggest to the appropriate authorities that you suspect he is on some substance or another.

I don't even know his last name, much less his home address. He's just "Dan." No good way to call that in.

There was this one customer at an old summer job of mine who had a total meltdown at the ticket counter for no discernible reason and started screaming at the manager on duty to sit down and shut up etc. WTF.

Whenever customers get that crazy, I always wonder what they do for a living that other people would tolerate them. When it's the boss acting like that, you wonder how he got this far.

If he called you a lazy piece of shit in front of staff or customers, that's slander. If you need to know his surname, get a woman to ring up the bakery and ask to send him samples of product or something. She'll have to get the surname to mail to him, and then you can mail him WHATEVER YOU WANT (heh heh).

That's my theory, actually. Upon reflection -- and it's taken me a good while to get enough perspective on this to do any reflection -- he either needs less drugs or more. I mean, he's either on a lot of drugs and he needs to not be, or else that's his personality, in which case he needs to be on far more drugs than he is. Either way, the guy needs help.

haha remember when ally's keyboard was sticking?

i was at avanti! cafe on southport last night and the guy working the counter was incredibly garrulous. he held my friend and i hostage for ten minutes talking about his career as a chef and pretty much forced her to buy the mate tea.