What a Two-Face! On the other hand, what an act of desperation! I wish I wasn't so polite in real life. :-D

It seems as though people who went to like High School together never really talked much to each other are becoming Facebook friends which kind of surprises me. I can see where you are coming from because if someone who had given me hell all of my life and all of a sudden wanted to be my friend that begs the question. I guess in the case I mentioned people change with time. Although I would ask your boss in a Facebook reply why do you want to be my friend after making my life a living hell? A 5-5-5 for this parody.

My reply? I'd say hey buddy you know there are only two things I don't like about you and that would be your FACE, I bookin' ya fives buddy just for sharing this with us.

Great boss bash, OMR!

Why does everyone seem to have or have had a boss like that. Is there a school that teaches them that? Way to vent, Ribber. Mark - you should pair this one with your "My Boss is a Hemmorhoid" parody. It would be a great duo.

I think I'd object too, as a matter of "principal"... ;)

I had a boss like this, once...so I know what you mean...unique parody

Wow, that's insane that your boss did that! Sadly, I have no clue how you feel since I am a teenager, and thus I am unemployed. But still, 555, and I hope he sees this!

Ribber - What DJ said - Email this link via Facebook to that prick. I've only had one boss since I retired from the USAF that tried to micro-manage me. He was younger than me and I basically got hired to replace another ex-USAF guy who goofed off all the time. I guess he thought that I would be doing the same thing. Basically I was hired to work the helpdesk with the other techs. After 12 days on the job they moved me into a field tech position and moved this guy back to the helpdesk working all three shifts.. I was totally not used to being micro-managed by anyone. Then about four days went by when my boss's hair was on fire and he didn't have time for anything but the crisis he was trying to manage. When the smoke cleared he was amazed to see just how many trouble tickets I resolved and closed. He said to me that he gets a lot more work from me when he leaves me alone. After that he never tried to micro-manage me again. We got along just fine after that.

The closest boss I had to what you are describing was the E9 who was our superintendent where I worked in Japan. The E9 rank in the USAF is called Chief Master Sargent. So they were always referred to as "Chief" or the E9. If the CMSGT was called "Chief" it meant he was fair and decent - this guy was an E9 NOT a Chief.

I was a lowly E4 at the time and I was working straight mid shift. This guy would wait until I was asleep for maybe 2 or 3 hours and call my house to gripe about something that happened overnight. This would happen a lot on a Monday morning after working a mid shift the night before. That Sunday night mid shift was responsible for stripping, cleaning, waxing and buffing the floors in the administrative offices. This E9 was never happy with his floor - he said it didn't shine enough and he'd call and wake me up about it. Then I got an idea. I got some car wax and shined his floor so shiny that he could shave in the brilliance of it. One small problem, however - it was slicker than an eel. The E9 walked into his office on that Monday morning and fell flat on his ass. He never messed with me about his floor ever again - he did tell me to cool my jets with the car wax. Paybacks are a bidge. =;-)

Your intro says it all about why Facebook was a stupid idea, not to mention posting your personal details to the whole world *forever*. Can't for the life of me imagine how anyone thinks it's some sort of a life. 555, but don't expect to see me on your FB list :)

You should send this to him and let him truly what you think of him. He might already know this deep down or he's naive enough to think your best friends, this will shock him. Gooud use of the OS by the way

Fan'tastically funny! Great concept and lexecution throughout... now can I be your friend?