Personal Junk
My boss once told me that I have to come into the office the next day, which was a PUBLIC HOLIDAY because we needed to clear out the office storage unit. He said that we can’t afford to take time out of work days for that task.
So I begrudgingly agreed and showed up the next day. When I opened the storage unit it was crammed full of stuff… full of the boss’s PERSONAL STUFF. I’m talking boxes full of his old clothes, childhood toys, school projects and textbooks, gardening tools, furniture, sports and gym equipment, construction materials, paintings, etc. TVs.
I was so mad that I quit on the spot.
