Berl, the night-time person in charge of my department is really turning into an asshole since they made him "boss."
He's let it go to his head.
He's written up just about everyone on the shift except me, however, he threatened to do so if I don't stop some of my shinanigans. I actually dared him to write me up. If he does, I will laugh in his face, and rip it up.
He has written so many people up for the same stupid shit he does himself. The real manager of the department had to have gotten a whole new file cabinet to keep up with Berl's paperwork. This is why I really don't care if he does write me up... what's one more piece of paper in the office? I'm sure Frank (the real manager) doesn't even read them anymore... he's got other things to do than read write-ups all day.
I can't believe I actually dared him to write me up. That would really get me laughing if he did.
Ah shit, why do I still get away with all the shit I do to torment my bosses? Karma has something big planned for me someday.