What is the worst thing ever said to you by a boss?

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So many posts on here about bad bosses I was just wondering mine would be
I had a miscarriage on the Sunday and came into work on the Sunday and managed to get through. By Tuesday afternoon I was bleeding through my pads, pants and onto the chair and I was in a lot of pain so went home. I was off two days and when I got back my boss didn’t ask how I was or how I was coping and instead said
“why couldn’t you have worn a thicker pad and not gone home, we had some in the cuboard, you could have put two together”

Bitch

Told me boss I would apply for a promotion while pregnant (for a role I was currently performing on secondment).

Boss told me if I applied he would 'rip up my application form'. Then lied about it. Nice.

Wow! Female boss in a small company who sacked me because I wasn't working hard enough nevermind that she hadn't paid me for two months and that made me feel completely demotivated and panicky. I couldn't pay my rent.

Also the man who sent me a bitchy email about how he hated hearing my "distinctive posh voice" in the office.

On the day after burying my granddad ‘oh Fos,I had such a terrible day yesterday, I was going down the motorway in the middle lane , a car on one side of me and a lorry on the other and there was a brick in the road, I thought ‘I’m going to be like Fos’s granddad, I’m going to be dead’.........
Still wish I’d of hit him, I’d have loved to have heard HR’s take on that and combined with a shedload of other stuff it would have been worth my P45!

On wear red to work day (for some charity or other) I was asked if I was wearing red underwear (I don’t know Kevin, shall we go over to HR and check there?)
Kevin later fired for even worse stuff

On telling my line manager if I was pregnant ‘oh. Will you take longer than four weeks maternity?’ (Yes. Yes I will.)

And that’s the professional jobs. While temping and barmaiding as a student I’ve had far, far worse - I once had to threaten a pub landlord with a bottle when he tried to grope me, I’ve been told to wear shorter skirts, had waitresses lined up in order of attractiveness and sent off to different areas (VIP/royal box/public bars) depending on how they looked.

Oh and one lab member told me I couldn’t possibly carry a piece of equipment into the lab because I was a woman, and women were weak (he wasn’t offering to help byvyhe way.)

Can you order me 3 grams and a hooker?

On a Friday at 4pm.

I fucking HATED HATED that job, that was the tipping point.

On a business trip with boss and other female colleague while was 20 weeks into a difficult pregnancy, he said with a smirk if other colleague got pregnant he would fix it with vodka and a coat hanger

"Here's a fiver. Nip in to Boots next door and go and buy me a pregnancy test please"

I was 15 and on work experience. Of course, I went and bought her one. 😬

My first office job in the early 1990's. I started work at 9am. My boss (male) said at 9.10 am. "You've had enough-time to take your coat off by now, you know how I like my coffee chop chop."

He eventually got dismissed for helping himself to the petty cash.

choccy that's awful

I got a great job, had two interviews, one here, the second abroad. Doubled my pay overnight. A few weeks later, MD said that I'd only got the job because I was the most attractive candidate and they all liked blondes.

During a meeting with our accountants plus heads of depts. I asked my boss what the strategy would be for dealing with a particular situation and he replied "oh don't you worry your pretty little head about it." I was head of finance. There was, of course, no strategy. He went and bought a book on strategy a few days later.

First job. I was slapped across the face by the (rugby playing, male) Financial Controller for committing the crime of putting a higher value frank mark on a letter than it needed ... only I hadn't actually done that, he'd made an assumption without checking.

I could go on sadly.

"I know that's what the law says, but that's not how I work" in a meeting with occupational health. He was refusing to make any adjustments for my disability until I'd 'proven myself to him'. I'd been at the company 15 years.

"If you try to leave I'll lock your bike in the shed"

Not even joking, this was 1998 and he meant it. He insisted on overtime and everyone else relied on him to drive them back into town. He had a tiny 5 person factory in the middle of nowhere and collected "his girls" at a bus stop at 7.30 am and dropped them back there whenever he felt we were done for the day. Then he employed me, unknown to him I had a moped which he hated because it meant I had freedom of movement.

He used to go out for a boozy lunch every day and come back pissed and belligerent - another reason I wouldn't get in his car. The day he threaten to lock my bike up, I waited until he had settled down for a smoke in his 'office', got my helmet and gloves on in the ladies, and then ran for it before he could move. The horrible bastard

I was once told I was too old to progress within the company. I was 28.

In the week or two before I was due to leave my boss asked me ‘is it this week or next year you go?’.

We were a very small gem of just 8,it shouldn’t have taken up too much of his headspace to remember.

‘Whilst you’re down there luv’, said with a leery wink when he was holding a tape measure at the top of a wall and I was taking it to the floor to get the length. His very pregnant wife was in the next room.

Saturday job. I attended my first ever work do. Older man offered to collect & drop me off. On dropping me off, insisted on full on kiss. Said it was expected as he’d given me a lift. All the while one of his hands was trying to rummage in my knickers.

Same job, tricked into going up to an upstairs storeroom because ‘something had popped up, and needed seeing too’. I escaped being cornered and left my Saturday job. I was 15.

Boss squeezing past me held my breasts. Said it was accidental. Did it again the following week. I left. I was 17.

Numerous others. This thread has made me very sad 😔

Had a meeting with my boss after taking a week of sick leave to explain that I was suffering from major depression (near suicidal). I cried in the meeting and apologised for doing so. He said 'it's ok, no one likes having to acknowledge that they're doing a bad job.'

I wasn't doing a bad job! I had had nothing but glowing reviews and feedback! I was just really ill, and had taken some time off because of it.

I was sent for work, to London for the week. Central London. I live in Yorkshire. Hotel and travel were paid in advance. I was there 5 days in a hotel. I was told to pay for and claim back my food by senior partner. Fine. When I did, the other partner said "If I went to X town for work for the day and had to get a sandwhich for my lunch I wouldn't claim it back"

My mental response was "You aren't in central London in a hotel where everything costs a bomb and you have no ability to make and take your own food. And anyway I was told to do this by your partner"

My actual response was "Oh.... OK." I was about £200 down.

Said boss then flipped her lid when I refused to do any more overnight stays/visits to other towns.

I wasn't best pleased when my boss told me that I should go on benefits after I had my baby. Why give your staff a well deserved pay rise when they can just go on benefits.

Then there was the time he told my colleagues and I that one of our other colleagues had been in a car accident. We worked for around six hours believing she was in hospital, turns out he was 'joking'.

My best day was when he heard me referring to him as god, he didn't speak to me all day after that.

I went under a desk to find a computer cable and was told 'You look so good in that position.' I was 22 and mortified. My more sophisticated colleague said I should've replied, 'Too bad you'll never get to see me naked and in this position.'

I was 23 and called into the bosses office under the premise of checking some paper work.
I was told the management did not like my hair, my clothes, my make-up, my voice (northern accent), my personality or the way I did the job.
I held it together for the rest of the day at work, but cried all the way home on the train.

When I was a teenager I worked at Sainsbury's. I had a lovely manager but he left and was replaced with an awful women who was so horrible she said to me once 'you're so skinny are you anorexic?' And ' are you ill or do you just have no make up on?' My friend worked there too and went to the same lady and asked if she could have a smaller sized skirt. The woman actually lifted her top up exposing her tummy and said something along the lines of 'yep you're skinny'. To think that someone in management and a women could be so rude about someone's appearance especially a 16 year old. I wish when I had left I had said that it was her but she was friends with the personnel lady who wasn't much nicer!

Every other parent copes why can't you? I was the only single parent in the company and needed to take emergency unpaid leave as my child was unwell. Other people did that but shared with partner - another manager with children had to explain this to them.

"You can work Mother's Day cause you're not a mother."

"How dare you do this to me after I did you the courtesy of everything I did for you?"

After I pulled him up on the fact the he was spying on me, and just before I was frogmarched out of the building.

‘You’re pregnant, not ill’ when I explained that expecting me to be on my feet for 8 hours straight with only a 15 min break in between while heavily pregnant is not exactly easy.

If there was anymore work to do I would have done it BTW but he just wanted me to stand there aimlessly like a lemon. Prick.