I hate my customer service manager.

I hate her.

I hate how I have to do everything on her terms. I despise that she is allowed to talk to me in such a disrespectful manner, I am sick and tired of her acting like she is the star of the show, Miss Right-Out-Of-Business-School. I hate the cabal she and my other supervisors have formed and I wish J would come back.

I miss him.

There’s something about female managers. I am not a threat to this woman; I don’t have the degree to be a threat, and my honest feelings about being promoted is DO NOT WANT. Yet I am treated like I am worth less than nothing, my time is abused, my concerns dismissed.

The last time I worked with her she interrupted my work by double-teaming me with another supervisor, to have me do something I could easily have done after I closed. They both walked off when I got done, tired and needing to use the bathroom, and forgot that I needed a break.

She is a menace, at best disrespectful and at worst actively aggressive and verbally abusive.

I like that summary a lot; I will enjoy using it when I go to HR to report her.