A job I can live with

In another thread, SWB related how the people he works for did devious sh*t to make him uncomfortable about riding motorcycles. I feel for him, because I've been there too.

I really like my job, but it's been better than good for me because I'm seriously lucky to work for guys who are not only nice to everyone, but who have both owned & ridden motorcycles. It's when I read stories like SWB's that I really appreciate just how lucky I am to work for guys like these. It wasn't always that way for me.

I remember working for one guy back in the 70's who hated smoking, and he never failed to pull crap like that, dedicated to make anybody who smoked miserable. He'd had a serious scare on a motorcycle and given up bikes, so he made anybody who rode a motorcycle miserable about the fact. He'd had a hot affair with one of the gals at work and it flopped, so he made anybody else that had a romance with someone else at work miserable about the fact.

I'll bet you're getting the idea that this guy was a total a-hole, but I've just scratched the surface of his insufferable character. This is how bad it really was:

He used to fly a private plane. At one point he and his wife had decided to get a quickie divorce, and he was flying the two of them to Reno for the proceedings. Half way over the mountains from California his (soon to be ex) wife hated him so much that she pulled out a gun and tried to shoot him while they were flying, and she had no idea in the world how to land that plane!