30 Entitled Bosses And Coworkers Who Were Humbled In The Most Satisfying Ways

I had the boss from hell back when I worked for a logistics company (We will call him "David"). This particular company did not hire directly for dock workers, you had to go through a temp-to-hire service;and Logistics Company had a 90 day window in which the dock super, in this case David, could call your temp agency and tell them your stint at Logistics Company is over. The temp would be called into the office where David would look at them and say would a large, s**t-eating grin: IT'S JUST NOT WORKING OUT. This prick would ridicule new temps about the way they dressed (industrial temp workers usually are quite poor), talked, mannerisms, you name it, in front of everyone at shift meetings. When a new batch of temps would start, he would pick an unlucky one out and ride him or her until they quit or made some minor mistake that he would chalk up to the temp agency as the reason this person is not working out. David was married to some big-shot at a hospital in town; she was the breadwinner so he had to problems with keeping some low-level super job; to top it all off David was also the only minority with a supervisory position so Logistics Company didn't want to fire him (EEO FTW!). David was simply a shift super for the dock, had no desires to be promoted because he had absolutely no responsibilities except to post a end-of-shift report, which he had one of the receivers do for him (that was my job). For 2 years I typed this a******s nightly reports, knowing full well he never witnessed any of it going on; he just sat in his office eating or riding the dock on a golf cart looking for reasons to fire new people. Anyway, I hired in as a temp, kept my head down through Davids horsesh*t and eventually got promoted to head of a different department away from him. 3 years later Logistics Company decided that receiving (Davids department) was lacking direction, and decided to hire a department head for them. I got the job. I was now Davids boss. He turned pale when it was announced the next day at work. I thought he was gonna die on the spot. He knew that for years I witnessed every bit of the terrible things he had said and done to the temps. I showed up nightly for 3 months on his shifts to "monitor" how David ran his shifts, watching him make stupid mistakes one after another; any one of these things I could have easily terminated him for. but held out and documented everything. When It finally came time, I called him into my office, armed with months (years, really) of s**t to fire him for, but I simply looked at him and told him "David, it's just not working out."

A lady on our team never did any work. Instead she would whine her way out of stuff or go on endless lunch breaks where she just played solitaire. Eventually it got to the point where we were uninstalling the games from her computer accounts via the local admin accounts.

One day I noticed she STILL had a game on her PC, even after we removed the default ones. That same day she left the office and left her PC logged in -- a big no no.

I got on her PC and found the game linked on the desktop. I went to the shortcut properties and changed everything so that when she clicked on the game it would open the Wikipedia page on work ethic instead of the game.

She doesn't play games in the office anymore.

Only kind of related, but had a verbally abusive boss who would make physically impossible demands and thought she was queen of the workplace... which she was cause her supervisors let her do whatetever, even after I reported all this. So during one of her tantrums in which about 12 hours of work is being laid on me at 4 PM that has to be done by tomorrow, I tell her, fine I quit.

YOU CAN'T QUIT! YOU HAVE TO GIVE 2 WEEKS NOTICE.

What? No I don't, good bye and good luck with all that work that needs to be done before tomorrow.

Very satisfying.

I'd been told by my boss to install about 25 copies of a database program, even though he only had a license for one copy of it, for his business that he was screwing and tricking small businesses into buying new credit card processing terminals. He was also severely screwing me on pay, and wouldn't reimburse my cellphone usage for work-related calls, and my mileage on my personal vehicle.After I finally got a new job offer and left, on my way out of the building, I called the BSA, and reported him for having a ton of unlicensed software. I heard a few months later he got slapped with a HUGE fine, and was being investigated by federal authorities for possible fraud. Hell yes.

I worked as an installer in a remote office.

I traveled a lot for work, often spending weekends on site. This was fine under my old boss, who gave me a lot of leeway by letting me work from home, gave me comp time etc.

After 4 years, I got a new boss. Also, the company laid off everyone in my office, about 100 people.

New boss insisted I come in anyway (45 min drive) to sit in an empty office. But I still had to travel Sunday thru Friday, with no overtime and no comp time.

When I complained to HR, the HR manager told me that since I'm salaried, if they wanted me to work 80 hours a week, I would work 80 hours and I shouldn't expect any compensation.

Everyone I talked to seemed to think this was true. Salaried =/= get overtime. This didn't make sense to me.

I called the local state dept of labor office, told them what I did, what I'd been told. They told me to get a lawyer and if they didn't rectify this, for every dollar they owed me, they would have to pay the state 50 cents in penalties.

Which is what I did. In a matter of 4 months, I settled out of court, got a new job, got a severance and made my boss do an exit interview where I told her if she'd been halfway considerate and legally complaint, she wouldn't have to scramble to cover for the next 8 scheduled installs by flying people out from the East coast and paying them overtime.

**TL:DR** I sued them for 5 years of overtime. Got 40 grand, severance package, letter of recommendation and told my boss off.

I had worked for a family-owned computer reseller for 5 years when greener corporate pastures called. I gave the required 2 weeks notice; owner of reseller called the CEO of the company for which I was going to work, got my departure delayed by 2 weeks. They got everyone in the company to take me aside and tell me how big of a mistake I was making, blah blah, generally making my life hell for those 2 weeks. When I left I changed the entire internal networks' passwords to "i dont know".

When they called to ask me what the passwords were, I told the truth.

I exposed her as a know-nothing b***h to all the other powerless VPs right before they "eliminated my position." They got to watch her struggle without me for 9 more months because the owners didn't want to pull the golden parachute they were short-sighted enough to write into her contract.

Then they asked me to come back and do some part time contractor work remotely for them. I gladly accepted with a 400% hourly pay increase.

Mine started out at work when I had a picture of my Mom and me on my desktop (I know corny eh). This guy, Pat, kept commenting on how hot my mom was (he was about the same age). So after about a month of this I asked my Mom to jokingly call him and tell him he is sexist and a bad influence and whatnot. She did this but they ended up talking for 30 mins and after that he told everyone at the office that my Mom was trying to pick him up. For the next year everytime he saw me he asked how my mom was. At my 5-year pinning ceremony he told the story to a bunch of strangers and my bosses.

FFwd a year and I had just gone through a bad breakup of my longtime girlfriend and this Pat guy kept coming in my office and telling me I need to get out and start sport-#$#%ing. He did this for about a month so then I asked a guy at work what his daughter's name was (she is around the same age as me). I found her on facebook and asked her if she would help play a prank on her dad. I went out on a "date" with his daughter and took a picture of the two of us drinking out of the same drink with two straws then proceeded to put it in a heart-shaped frame on my desk. Then I got another manager to tell Pat that I got a new girl and I'm head over heels for her. He came straight to my office and I didn't say a word and all I heard from behind me was "What are you doing with my daughter?". To this day he hasn't asked when my Mom is calling next!

This is not my story, but my father's.

He was working hard in an early IT/computer company (back in the late sixties). This is back when IBM were still known as International Business Machines.

He was the only one who knew how to support & manage some of the large microcomputers that some of the customers had. His boss was giving him s**t over my father wanting personal leave; my mother was just about to give birth to her first child, my eldest brother. He didn't even want to allow my father to leave when my mother went into labour. My father lost his temper, told him to get f****d, how incompetent he was, how he was riding on other people's talent, quit right there and then and left for the hospital.

I still remember my mother telling me that my father came in, congratulated her on the birth and told her he had just quit his job. She laughs about it now, but you can imagine how she felt!

A day later, the owner of the company called my father and offered him his old boss's job. The kicker? The old boss now had to report to my dad.

That's gotta hurt.

Had a nice correspondence with Visa and Mastercard about the filing cabinet containing 3-ring binders full of names, credit card numbers, expiration dates and CV codes that they had *written down* instead of running securely online when the reservations are made. They had a manual CC machine in the office. It's still not okay to keep thousands of credit card numbers in a filing cabinet that all employees have access too. Very not okay.

I had a dirtbag boss that would demand we hang out and get drunk with him during/after work. He didn't like his family and would sometimes keep us at work three or four hours late while he swilled cheap beer and we pretended to. Then of course he'd drive home. This was all on top of thee kind of general douchebaggery that's already been described. One day I decided I was sick of it so I called in an anonymous tip that resulted in him getting a DUI. Fired. Done. New boss is cooler.

I worked in the IT department of a rather large law firm.
A guy I was sort of friends with, that worked a couple desks down from me had kind of a bad attitude, and ended up getting into a long feud with the tech support manager, who was, admittedly, a stupid cow. He ended up getting fired over the feud, and I think just his general attitude. He called to tell me about it the night it happened (I was working on a project after hours, so I wasn't there when it happened). The next day, my boss calls the department into a metting to tell us that my pseudo-friend had quit, but that because he was in IT and had access to all the passwords, that they were not allowed to give him 2 weeks notice. This was, of course, complete b******t. Everyone knew that he got fired, and everyone knew our boss was lying through his teeth.
So, fast forward about 6 months later. I had just come through being scapegoated bug time for some stuff I wasn't even remotely responsible for, and I could see the writing on the wall that they were working on building a case to get me canned. It just so happened that I got a job offer through a referral from a friend that worked at another company. So, when the offer came through for about 6K more, I did a little dance, and then I shut the hell up. My girlfriend was a flight attendant at the time, so we planned a little last-minute getaway between jobs. The day before we were scheduled to leave for EUROPE, I came in to work, did my best to close out all my issue, put out any fires I could, (for the sake of my coworkers), and then I marched in and handed my boss my letter of resignation, effective immediately. He read the letter, there was a long pause, and then he asked me when I wanted my last day to be. I looked at him for a minute, savoring the trap, and reminded him that "because I had access to all the sensitive system passwords, I wasn't allowed to give/take two weeks notice", His jaw hit the ground, he muttered some sentence fragments, and it was pretty clear I caught him in a lie.
The best part was, while we were living it up in Italy a few weeks later, I checked in on my bank account at a cyber cafe, and saw that my direct deposit had cleared a check for the pay period for two weeks after I left. So even though I didn't work it, I was given my two weeks notice in salary. That extra paycheck essentially paid for an extra week in Europe. And that extra week was by far the best part of the trip.

I was a typesetter when it was still done on dedicated typesetting machines, not desktop. This is pretty specialized work and demanded pretty good pay.

I agreed to take one job at less than my usual hourly pay for six weeks while I learned their system, one I hadn't used before. Well, six weeks came and went ... and I didn't see my promised raise.

In the meantime, the horrible shrew of a pasteup "artist" went out sick and I was left doing both type and layout. A very important project came up, and there was only me to do it. Without me, they'd be totally and royally f****d - even if they could find a typesetter who could do pasteup, there was just no time to run the ad, hire and train one.

I reminded the owner and manager of the raise I'd been promised when I was hired, and how long ago that was. Then I put all my personal desk tchoksies in a box, and told them they had until end of business to make a decision.

I got my raise - retroactive to my hire date - by 5 pm.

Our company was giving us employees an appreciation lunch and had requested a small group of employees to plan and execute the event. On the day of the event upper management got a stick up their butts and decided that the planning committee was using up too much company time. They told us that any of us who worked the luncheon (serving and cleaning up) would have to do it on our lunch breaks or stay late to make up the time. We of course found this unacceptable.
Prior to the luncheon we had a huge meeting where all the managers and big wigs praised all the workers for a job well done etc and at the end asked if anyone had any questions or comments. I stood up and in a very friendly manner said that we needed managers to volunteer to serve the luncheon. All you heard were crickets for about ten seconds and then alot of whispering and scrambling as upper management made lower management raise their hands. It was so awesome to see them all using their lunch hour to serve us! :)

I worked at a s****y hostel for a verbally abusive (sometimes physically) alcoholic boss in a place infested with bed bugs. He asked me to do an overnight on christmas eve (where i would be the only one working) the day before, so i agree, and never showed up to work again. He left me like 50 angry voice mails telling me how badly i screwed him over and he had to do it himself and missed christmas. It was funny.

I worked with a supreme douche for a few months in my early 20's. One of those guys that tells stories to try and impress other people but really just ends up making himself look like an a*****e (cheating on his gf, beating people up for fun, selling drugs). It was a boring mindless job so I took it all in stride, in one ear out the other. Until the night I see him selling pills right in the middle of the store, amongst the 8-12 security cameras. I didn't pull any badass moves to get him busted, just reported to the owner (whose son is a sheriff with the state police) who watched the tapes and he was gone within hours. Felt *okay*

Someone kept stealing my lunch at work, and me being the pacifist that I am decided to just mention it casually to my wife. I didnt think it was a big deal, but these were the sandwiches that SHE made for me every day. She decided to make a special sandwich for me which consisted of Bread and tooth paste. I put it in the fridge and after lunch it was gone. I dont know if the sandwich was actually consumed, but I told HR about it and they thought it was so awesome, they gave me a $20 gift card to outback steak house.

**TLDR** Someone ate a toothpaste sandwich and I got 20 bucks.

This is a true story, I absolutely swear. It's also past any statue of limitations and probably before any real laws existed in any form so .......

Had a jerk wad that started at a failing dot com with me. Within the first week he decided he wanted to fire me even though he had no idea what I did, etc, etc, etc. (I was actually the only IT person at this point and was probably one of the more productive people in the entire building)

He told me I had a week to 'turn things around' of I was gone. First of all, there was no explanation as to what needed to be 'turned around' or what in particular was wrong. (My assumption is that he had his own guy he wanted to bring in, etc)

I basically told him to shove it up his a** and if he didn't like it, I'd walk right there. He was a bit taken back by that and after another 9 months of being there, he was not quite a jerk, but still a jerk.

Fast forward another 3 months and we decided we were going to fire him. The decision was based on information I had provided to them in regards to his lack of performance and wasting of company resources. Irony, right. The owners (against my recommendation) gave him advanced notice of their decision and let him stay for an entire day in his office without any supervision, etc.

As I didn't trust him, I was monitoring his activity very closely. I discovered that he was copying a large amount of data from our servers and deleting it. Additionally, he was cleaning out his contacts and other client related information (not personal). (He was copying all of this to a USB drive)

On the final day, the owners took him to lunch right before he was going to leave. I took the opportunity to "return" all of the data he took (I had backups which I was going to restore; however, I didn't want him to walk away with stuff that didn't belong to him)

Finally, a couple very very incriminating emails accidentally got forwarded to his wife. He was cheating on her for months and was talking to this other chick about ditching her and screwing her out of hte house and stuff and leave her with the kids..... Not sure how that worked out, but hopefully for the better. Guy was a bit of a scumbag. (In regards to the emails, no I was not snooping his private stuff, they were in his work account and when I was removing the items that he took, they were discovered......) [One had vacation pics of the happy cheating couple of as well]

lol.

I work nights in a group home for mentally disabled people, and I couldn't stand one of my old coworkers. When I had to work with her, it felt like I was working with one of the residents, she was just straight up dumb. Every single thing she did, she did poorly. Cleaning, medical care, cooking (she burnt Jello....), everything. I took to doing all of the direct care work with our residents because I didn't trust her to care for them safely. Anyway, she had a habit of sleeping on the job. A lot. Over the course of an 8 hour shift, she'd be asleep on the couch for 5 hours. At first I didn't even say anything because I was just glad that I didn't have to listen to her idiotic banter, but after a while I started mentioning it to other coworkers, and my manager. She got a warning for it, but that's it since it couldn't actually be proven. One night one of my residents got sick and had been taken to the hospital. She was released in the middle of the night, so my manager was bringing her back to the home at around 4 in the morning. He called the house to let us know that they were on their way, and somehow the phone ringing didn't wake up my dumb coworker. I told him that she was sleeping, and he told me to let her sleep so he could catch her in the act. Just for fun, and to make the point that she wasn't just "resting her eyes", I balance a throw pillow on top of her head. He walks in and I take our resident to her room to put her in bed. As I walk back out into the living room, he's just staring at her, shaking his head. Finally he jumps up and stomps both feet on the floor as hard as he can and yells her name. She bolts awake and realizes the deep s**t she's in. I totally lost it, and couldn't stop laughing. She was fired shortly thereafter, and a coworker told me that she had been b**ching and complaining, saying that she was going to sue the company for discrimination. Apparently she wasn't "sleeping", she was "having seizures". Seizures that happened on a nightly basis, lasted for 3-4 hours at a time, and that she didn't bother to mention to anyone. Yeah, she tried to pull that s**t on a company full of people that take care of folks with seizure disorders. F*****g idiot.

When I was 15 I worked at a cafe in Sydney. The place had poor business practices and was generally very dirty and poorly managed. I was being paid below minimum wage, but I only realised this after I quit (because they treated all the young employees like slaves).

I sent an email to my old boss specifying a dollar amount that he owed me, to which he responded saying that he paid me correctly.

Long story short I got the workplace ombudsman involved and not only did he have to pay me the money he owed me, along with the other employees and what they were owed - he had to sell the business because while the ombudsman was there he noticed the uncleanliness and sent in a health inspector.

TL;DR Made him sell his business