
Your boss may claim to be your friend in the workplace, but deep down, they’re secretly a powerful, deep-seated enemy that is hell-bent on your demise. Here’s how to know if your manager actually hates you.
Your boss may claim to be your friend in the workplace, but deep down, they’re secretly a powerful, deep-seated enemy that is hell-bent on your demise. Here’s how to know if your manager actually hates you.
It’s right there in black and white under the heading “What Are We Gonna Do About This Asshole?”
When their regards go from “best” to “warm” to “lukewarm” to “room temperature,” you’re officially on their bad side.
If you’re always getting “randomly” assigned to sit at the Desk of Pain, it’s a sure sign your boss hates you.
Ostensibly you still cuddle, but there’s a kind of hesitance, almost reluctance, you’ve never felt before.
This kind of perpetual punishment could only be doled out by someone who genuinely wishes you ill.
While this could either mean that they want to kill you or that you make them want to kill themselves, neither option bodes well.
Sure the amount is correct, but it still may be cause for concern.
Even worse if they ask if you’d ever consider being cremated.
Seems counterintuitive, but your boss knows exactly how toxic your company is and loves the thought of you getting drawn deeper and deeper into hell.
And you sat there in that conference room for hours like a complete fool in the business-casual outfit you agonized over, just waiting as the candle on the conference table burned out.
Hard to argue that you are kind of an asshole.
Year after year, your far less marginalized peers somehow get targeted with far more sexual innuendo and dehumanizing behavior.
Weirdly, no one else in marketing has ever had to frantically suck the venom out of their ankle to get paid.
If midway through the meeting they start snoring, you might want to start looking for another job.
They know full well that your country bumpkin ass can’t tell a oyster fork from a fish fork, so they must take pleasure in watching you make a fool of yourself.
You delivered above-average Q3 revenue, yet when your boss suddenly dies, they leave their fortune to their three kids and spouse of 47 years?
No employer who truly values you would need to get the courts involved.
Only someone who truly hates your guts would consign you to a fate like this.