Both bosses are out today so I have time for a little story about my old boss, but first a little background. As you probably know I work for an architecture firm in Boston and have been with them for about 6 years. Prior to this job I worked at a different architecture firm in the same office building where I work now. I was at the old firm for about 5 years. (till I got laid off) This story is about the old boss from the old firm.
Peter (old boss) was a very odd and very unhappy man. After working with him for 5 years I figured out why. He was definitely gay, but married with two kids, which made him very miserable. He absolutely HATED his wife and would talk bad about her every chance he got. And he used to make VERY suggestive comments to my male coworker, but I'll omit them from this post. It's not what this story is about.
The story is about jogging!!
Peter decided to start jogging. He had a male friend that was doing it so he joined him. He'd run like 4 days a week at lunchtime. And he'd run in those micro short running shorts - fire engine red. The problem was that instead of going to the men's room to change he'd change in his office, which was separated from mine by a GLASS DOOR. And if he just said, "I'm changing" before he did, I would've been fine with that, But he didn't. So I never knew when I walked by that door if the ugly fucker was clothed or not. Yes a couple of times I had to utter 'Oh I'm sorry...you should say something when you're changing" and I'd avert my eyes.
I really think it was more for my coworker's benefit but I'd be the one embarrassed/upset by it.
One day he's in his shorts, so I figure the strip down is over. Cool. He's in his office and I walk in for something and I'm shocked.
He's sitting behind his desk....TOPLESS....and rubbing, what looks to me like a deodorant stick, ON HIS NIPPLES. I shiat you not. I'm like - Oops, thought you were fucking dressed, and I run out.
He puts his shirt on and explains to me that he was rubbing some stick on his nips to prevent chafing that he gets from running. BARF!
I say "Can you do that in the bathroom?"
He says "Oh it only takes a second, that was just bad timing." And off he ran in his micro mini red shorts.
I was reminded of this encounter because like I said, I work in the same office building as the old firm, just a different floor. So I'm riding the elevator coming back from lunch (sushi) and there's an old coworker in there. We say hello and he introduces me to his colleagues who now work there. We do some name dropping, and I mention some of the principals that are no longer there. One of the guys says he doesn't know them but has heard stories. Hmmm...I say have you heard any stories about me? The guys says "No, all the weird stories told about accounting are about this guy named Peter....."
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