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The last boss I ever had (and if my career plans come through, the last I ever will have) was a Polish lady who had founded her company together with her British boyfriend. He had another job in the City, so he left the day-to-day administration of the company to her. There was only one employee: me.

In the beginning we worked out of a poky little office with enough space for only two desks, so she and I manned the phones and chatted with each other in between jobs. I liked this arrangement a lot, as she could be a lot of fun when she wanted to, and she also happened to be pretty damn fit. Most of the time it wasn't even a boss-employee relationship at all; we felt more like 'colleagues'.

That lasted until her boyfriend started dropping in.

We had moved to larger premises by that stage and there was room for another two or even three people to work there full-time. The boyfriend thus appropriated one of the desks for himself and divided his time between handling the firm's finances and online betting on the football. This had two effects:

1) My boss felt that the presence of her boyfriend meant she had to show that she was the BOSS and I was the EMPLOYEE and that she could therefore order me around like her personal office wallah all day long. You would have needed a scanning electron microscope to make out her individual acts of micromanagement;

2) The two of them had frequent...differences of opinion on how to run the company. These disagreements typically took the form of literally screaming rows, and on several occasions she actually asked him to leave the office with her so she could shout at him more freely without worrying about me overhearing. It was like working in a dysfunctional couple's front room; I spent every day waiting for the plates to start flying.

It was around that point that I decided I'd had enough of bosses and went freelance.
( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Thu 10 Jun 2010, 13:16, Reply)