The strangest boss I ever had was an obsessive compulsive

The strangest boss I ever had I didn’t think would be that way.  He looked polished and professional.  But he was odd in so many ways:

  • He took his shoes off and walked round the office in his socks.  So we’d have a guy in a suit walking around in his stocking feet.  Like I wanted his foot oil and odor in my work place (bleh).
  • He fell asleep mid-conversation on the short drive back from a client visit.
  • He was always late, and we never knew where he was, but was obsessive about where other people were when he was there.
  • ALways worked from home, but didn’t like any of us working from home.
  • Threatened to fire someone for repeating a mistake in a team meeting.  (“You do that again, you’re fired.”).
  • Would obsessive about the little things – for example, there were a few small coffee stains on the carpet just outside the kitchen that honestly were difficult to even see, but he was always obsessing about them, asking who was spilling on the carpet, etc.  
  • Would tell stories about how he’d get up in the middle of the night to clean the kitchen sink because he’d remembered it wasn’t clean.
  • He ran a depressing office.  It was so quiet in there, and although everyone was nice I don’t think anyone was happy being there.

My most recent boss was also a little strange.  He was so friendly and forthright when he recruited me, and we had several wonderful conversations before I joined, but within a couple of months it was painful to have a conversation with him.  It was excruciating going to client meetings with him, since he had very little to say on the way there or back, and he was so nice but tended to make passive aggressive comments about people that indicated a deep source of frustration.  Ugh.  I feel it is very dishonest to portray yourself as one way when courting someone then being another way after the courting is over.  Be who you are so there are no unpleasant surprised for anyone later!

The strangest boss I ever had was an obsessive compulsive

***First world problem alert***: Am amazed at how people load dishwashers (and washing machines)

My mom had an obsession with how the dishwasher was loaded.  I remember many an evening where my mom would get after my dad, sister or I about how the dishwasher was loaded.  So I learned at a pretty early age the importance of loading a dishwasher.  Similar items (e.g. glasses, plates, bowls, etc.) are grouped together and are loaded in the correct area; things need to have a little bit of space; and the correct amount of detergent goes in with the correct setting. This ensures things are chipped plus — just as important — things come clean.

Over the years, we’ve had many people stay with us, and they are sometimes kind enough to do a load of dishes or two while they stay.  And I’ve noticed how *few* people are disciplined in their dishwasher loading.  For example, glasses are stacked on top of each other (how can they possibly come clean)?  Plates, cups, bowls and other items are randomly thrown in, so there might be four glasses leaned over, with a bowl tossed between them, then a plate, then two cups put in sideways, then a glass, etc.  It is amazing 🙂

The biggest thing to me is the cleanliness.  A dishwasher works by soapy water running up and through various items, then rinsing out that soapy water with clean water.  This happens when the spinners spin and there is an unblocked area for the water to run through, so when a glass is stacked on top of another glass, or a cup is put in sideways, or a bowl is crammed in next to a plate, they can’t possibly come clean.  I think many people think when they put in a dish, the dirt just magically evaporates 🙂

On a related note, laundry is like that, too.  There are items that are washed in dark, some in light, some in hot water and some in cold.  So four loads (plus handwashing).  Some items go in the dryer, some are hung flat to dry, and some are hung on hangers with the top button buttoned (to retain shape).  I’m amazed at how many people just throw the clothes in and turn on the machine, then throw all the clothes in the drier.  Unfortunately, I’ve lost a few clothes over the years by a kind person throwing a light item in with dark, washing it on warm and putting it in the drier (I lost an expensive pair of pants that way just last year). Again, my mom was obsessed about laundry, but stopped doing our laundry when I was around 10, so I learned at an early age the importance of reading tags and separating items.

Because I know I am particular about that, I have generally done the dishes and the laundry in our house, and it can be challenging for me to delegate.  I’ll delegate the fixing of a faucet or the cooking of a dinner no problem (which I hate doing and honestly am not very good at) – but the dishes and the laundry are my territory!

Anyway, I am spending this morning cleaning up the dishes after a person was kind enough to clean the dishes for us yesterday 🙂



***First world problem alert***: Am amazed at how people load dishwashers (and washing machines)