We have a refrigerator in our office, and my boss keeps his kool-aid in there. He always puts a new pitcher in there at night before he leaves, before I close up the shop. Every morning I watch him drink a glass, and take pictures. Then I go to the bathroom, and jerk it to pictures of my boss drinking my piss. I find this sexy. My wife found out about this recently, and she kicked me out. Now I'm staying at my bosses house, and I piss in her drinks every morning. Life is amazing.
I (f/28) saw to it that a colleague was dismissed without notice. I work in a group practice and a while ago a dear colleague left because she became pregnant and wanted to devote herself entirely to her child and mother. The boss recruited a new colleague who, from the beginning, never wanted to fit in with the team. She constantly reproached us, told us that we should be doing this and that differently, and always imposed her opinion upon us. At the beginning we really tried to talk to her and listen to her suggestions, because when you have worked somewhere for a long time things can get a little stagnant and you should be open to new suggestions. But she suggested such nonsense that we could not agree to it.
It went so far that she would chase after you for a whole day and talk about the same topic. One day she started claiming that we were manipulating and sabotaging her work. She shocked one colleague so much that she started to cry. With patients she was also unpopular. No sensitivity or discretion, snotty answers and fairly often she would even start throwing swear words around. Our bosses knew nothing about this, or said nothing. The morale of the team got worse and worse. Every day there was an argument or a squabble with her. One day she accused me of purposely hiding things from her and claimed I was bullying her. Upon hearing that I said to her that I had never done such a thing but I would start doing so now. That evening I went to the boss and told him everything, really everything that this paranoid old bag had fucked up in the last month. Every crossword to a patient, every mistake.
Yes, I grassed her up. I admit it, it was nothing else but that. The next day the colleague had to go to the boss' office. Result: immediate termination! I was shocked, I honestly had thought that she would get a written warning so that she would get a grip on herself, but getting the sack straight away? In hindsight I feel quite sorry about the whole thing.
Back when the annoying telemarketing calls were in vogue, I angered quite a few people. I was just starting kindergarten, and at that age, you look up to your parents a lot. Since my mother always hung up when she received a telemarketing call, I did the same. But of course I didn't understand that she was only doing this with annoying telemarketing calls, so I after I said a friendly hello, I hung up every time. People called back again and again and I always hung up again. At some point my parents realized what was happening and explained things to me. I hope the calls weren't very important.
I (51) work in a big company and am pretty much on the shelf, although I am young at heart. I am pretty happy in my role, I earn a lot and still have time for my family. That many of my former colleagues changed to other positions, departments of even companies for career reasons didn't bother me particularly, I was happy. Of course, with time the average age sank because of new recruits and I had problems getting along with the new colleagues. Hardly any of my colleagues are married or in serious relationships. For example, a new conquest would be talked about a lot in the office and the impression that they thought I was too old to join in with these conversations grew. I have been happily married for 20 years, but it doesn't mean that I'm prudish. So I was often left out; obviously my colleagues thought I was boring. Alongside these conversations they also discussed work and friendships built up, which slowly but surely started to topple my authority, since they gave certain pieces of information to their favorite colleagues first before it was made official to the team; they passed me by. On top of this, and I must admit this honestly, I felt old and boring.
Around Christmas I broke a leg on a skiing trip. Since my daughter (22) only has to make a small detour to go to my work on the way to uni, she took me with her in the mornings. She would help me out of the car, I would thank her and say, "Have a good day, Sweetheart". My daughter would blow me a kiss on her way out. I have to add that she is as pretty as a picture: long dark hair, big eyes, long legs. This game repeated itself for a few days until a colleague, also married, but who shags intern after intern, took me to the side and advised me not to openly present my lover if I didn't want my wife to get wind of it. After a moment it became clear to me that there had been a misunderstanding which they had already discussed in the department. Thus I confess: Since my colleagues have been thinking that I have a young, beautiful mistress about which my wife has no idea, I am back in the middle of everything that happens. It has lasted a few months like this, and I have quite a bad conscience , because I have sort of lied to my colleagues and I enjoy knowing that they think I am a real stud. I plan to tell them soon that my "Mistress" was becoming too dependent and therefore I left her. By the way my wife found it quite funny. And they still tell me that women over 40 are worth nothing!