There's a guy at my work who, like me, is a worker bee.
Not a manager. Not an assistant manager, but training-to-be an assistant manager. So for now, he's just a regular Joe, like the rest of us worker bees.
He likes to throw his weight around however, and ends up speaking to us all like crap, always telling us that what we are doing isn't good enough, or we aren't doing it quick enough, or yeah, maybe we accomplished something, but we need to double it or it's not enough... You know what I mean?
Well, considering he is only 1 of 2 men that I work with, and the rest of us are women, we have been speaking to each other recently and have come to find that we have all had about enough of this guysg garbage. Harry-that's his name-needs to be taken down a peg...or 15.
We have planned a mutiny. Once our REAL manager, Gary, gets back, he wants to have a one-to-one talk with each of us individually and I can't wait for us all to spill the beans on how Harry's been slacking off and making us all feel so bad. Gary will hopefully put this right.