I've done many jobs over the years, including as a cleaner for a well-known department store here in England. I did multiple exhaustive shifts, early mornings, mornings, days, evenings, nights and early hours and was treated like filth by one particular manager.
Nobody liked her apart from the arse lickers, she was up her own bum, strided around in high heels, tight skirt with a split up the back, light tops and braless. Snooty nose in the air.
I cleaned the entire store from top to bottom, all the sales floors, bakery, behind the tills, men's and women's changing rooms, public loos, the food hall, cafe, staff quarters, and offices, public and staff lifts, and also the staff canteen. There should have been me and another 4 on, but all the other 4 had again made excuses why they ''couldn't'' come in, so I was again left to do it all by myself.
One day, Miss-I-Really-Fancy-Myself gave me yet another bollocking, saying I wasn't fast enough, not doing a good enough job, blah blah. I told her I'm the only one on duty as the others couldn't be arsed to arrive again, I was utterly knackered, but doing what I could as fast as possible. She hated that I'd take a well-needed break in the staff canteen when I finished, as the canteen wasn't for ''commoners'' like cleaners.
She was bollock bollock bollock.
The next day, I was in her office just after 4 am, cleaning it and had various cleaning fluids, so I used the cleaners I'd use for the loos for her office, I sprayed and wiped absolutely everything with loo cleaner and sprayed some in the pockets of the jacket she always left hanging over her chair. The jacket cost over £1,000!
I left shortly after because of being treated like shit non-stop by her and others.