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iwombat - 2007-04-11 18:19:07
yeah, I'm the best boss I ever had, fair, consistent, enthusiastic...the only problem is... I keep trying to get me to, to, you know, like, have sex with myself.
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Greg - 2007-04-11 19:20:53
I think the origins of the phrase are from Erica Jong's Fear of Flying.
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Bina - 2007-04-11 22:44:38
My parents are my bosses. They're not so bad.
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2fs - 2007-04-12 00:32:40
iwombat: Yeah, I can relate. As boss I had to deal with my key employee, myself, continually sexually harassing me, as a result of which I ordered myself to attend a sensitivity seminar, which I conducted. It went pretty well - until, inevitably, I found myself making inappropriate sexual remarks to myself, the instructor. Got shot down, yet again.
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Greg - 2007-04-12 06:40:35
I've been self-employed and was never the best boss, struggling to motivate and inspire my employee, and unsuccessfully. My BEST boss was probably my first, a fellow named Doug Logan, who was caretaker of the Cold Spring Cemetery, where I worked in high school and my first summer back from college. He is truly the definition of "gentleman," and a really decent human being. Very soft-spoken, intelligent, very dry sense of humor and a pleasure to work for. One of my co-workers met him recently (nearly 30 years on--he designed and built her grandfather's monument)and without embarrassing me, asked her if I remembered a certain incident from back in 1979... mind you he's got to be in his 80s now. Very cool guy...
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Paula - 2007-04-12 07:13:03
Bina--I didn't know you worked for the 'rents. What do you do (besides write novels!)?
Greg: Nice...Sounds like a cool guy.
More stories!
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Greg - 2007-04-12 11:21:34
>>>both fascinated and repulsed by hippies<<< Count me in! Two things to say on the topic. Hippie women were generally "easier" than punk women. But as is the case with most "free" things--if it's given away free it's usually not worth having. Also... what sort of animals would put a tie dye on a child????? I'm aghast.
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grigorss - 2007-04-12 11:28:00
if it's given away free it's usually not worth having
I think you've been approaching the wrong hippie women for your charitable contributions.
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Paula - 2007-04-12 11:44:48
...if it's given away free it's usually not worth having
And I'm sure, as a gentleman, you paused to inform her of this before you did the act. "I'm sorry, this is too easy, and not worth having, so I'll respectfully refrain."
And yet, if she'd turned you down, you'd complain about women and their "games."
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Greg - 2007-04-12 11:51:11
Egad! You know me too well... More often than not I would just dust off a camp stool with my hankie and suggest we discuss Carlos Castaneda or Allan Ginsberg instead.
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Paula - 2007-04-12 12:07:13
Yeah, I saw the video footage that's been going around.
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Greg - 2007-04-12 12:33:15
The hankie clips made Youtube already? Cripes, I'm ruined!
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chris - 2007-04-12 13:15:30
Paula
Who/what was your fav boss?
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Paula - 2007-04-12 14:06:20
Hmm...My favorite boss? Well, I can say without hesitation that I've never had the kind of boss who I look up to as a mentor, or want to learn from, because I've had very few jobs that weren't just pay-the-rent dayjobs. I have rarely had a boss who wasn't some variety of awful, usually a yeller or a browbeater of some sort.
So the only boss I can think of who wasn't like that was one of the bankers I secetary'd for at Lehman. He was always respectful and kind, never creepy, and when he left the company he bought *me* a present (a really nice Coach backpack).
This is so sad. Surely I must have had one or two other good bosses, but they are not coming to mind.
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iwombat - 2007-04-12 14:32:51
well, then I guess you should become a hippie, you've already got the really nice *Coach* rucksack, now you've just got to go up the moutain a write some poetry, or you could just go upstairs and write some songs... wait, you are a hippie!
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grigorss - 2007-04-12 14:40:01
Unquestionably, the best boss I ever had was a woman named Mary, who managed the college bookstore I worked in (I did shipping/receiving and technically was the assistant mgr, I guess) for 2 or 3 years; she absolutely knew how to walk the fine line between "we've got a job to do" and "no need to kill ourselves doing it" attitudes; too far in either direction is deadly. And she was the only boss I ever felt comfortable sharing a drink with after the day was done; I've had bad and good ones since, but she was the best.
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Paula - 2007-04-12 14:43:39
Was that at New College? I remember liking the folks who ran that place.
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grigorss - 2007-04-12 14:48:02
Yes, New College; you must remember Mary, she was a student there, then managed the bookstore; married a guy named Dan who always played at Coffee Houses, they had a son together; Mary was very tall and thin; model-like
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chris - 2007-04-12 15:04:16
and dan was weird and creepy?
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Grigorss - 2007-04-12 15:37:04
and dan was weird and creepy?
Uhhmm, yes, I suppose he was... he was always okay to me, all the same -- their son (whose name I can't quite recall) was quite the lil' hellion, though.
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Paula - 2007-04-12 15:38:54
"Shay"--that was the kid's name. And he used to call his parents "Mary and Dan."
Yeah, she was really pretty, and Dan was certainly creepy. I played guitars with him and JonDerNeathica once at Dan's house.
That kid must be...good lord...like 57 years old now.
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chris - 2007-04-12 15:48:11
Hey, my kids call me chris.
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grigorss - 2007-04-12 15:48:59
Yes, astonishingly enough, Shay is now, in fact, older than I am.
...one of life's lil' mysteries
I've had good bosses in my present line of work too -- "Bad Peter", who you almost met; and who I actually pal around with socially, on occasion. And a woman I just finished working a job for; people tend to assume that I like working for her because of her rather, uhh... amazonian proportions, but that's the stupidest reason imaginable to want to work for somebody; rather, she's fair, reasonable and knows what she's doing. That's a good reason to work for somebody!
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Bob - 2007-04-13 14:09:45
My favorite boss was for a summer job in high school. He was a sea turtle conservation pioneer, and when we did a nesting survey in north Florida, I got to take my surfboard in the van, and I'd drop him off on an ATV, and drive miles ahead and surf while he counted nests on the way to the van. We would dig up endangered green turtle nests (they look different than loggerheads') and incubate the eggs in the office where they couldn't get eaten, then take them to a center that grew the hatchlings to a more survive-able size, then release them. Which worked like gangbusters, since green turtle nests wound up going from down to only two a year before his efforts, on the east coast of Florida, to hundreds a year these days, but one day in front of a condo (the lights of which tend to disorient the hatchlings when they hatch at night), we had our heads down in a nest we were digging up, and a tourist girl walking by, believing that she was witnessing poaching in broad daylight, told us "That's cruel". And the next thing we know, we're being hosed down from the stairs of the condo. Ross, who was an old guy, yanked his head out of the hole and ran up the stairs and popped open his wallet, with a whole cascade of permits, and said "Young lady...". But, though mad and wet, he didn't lecture her.
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