John, my boss, had a habit of acting like a mentor while in public, but then degrading and humiliating me in private.
Besides the abusive hours, I was forced to wear women’s clothing for skits, ‘cast’ to roll in trash on camera… the list is endless.
He even made cheesy fake dating profiles for me, which I found out some time later. He often made a habit of trolling me on social media, pretending to be a friend then laughing when I found out.
On the good days, I just had to clean his car or move his furniture. Working at WRC was hell.
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