as long as we're sharing!
The owner of the first clinic I worked at introduced himself on my first day on the job. He shook my hand and said "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm so'n'so, I'm the dingus."
Um, OK, I guess admitting it is the first step? But does it really count if you don't do anything about it?
He was missing most of his right index finger. Why? He got impatient with the guard on the circular saw he was working with and ripped it off....
He self-prescribed Ritalin (sp?) to make himself more tolerable to the rest of us.
He was upfront about his feelings that male techs should get paid more than females with the same experience because they have families to support (and he hired a new male tech in with less experience than many of us at $3/hr higher)
I don't know the details, but I heard he was banned from his local endurance riding club - he no longer had horses
He lived about 7 blocks from the clinic, and his dog would leave his house all the time and come roaming into town. Maybe because he let it run outside without a fence? This doesn't sounds so bad, until you realize there was a VERY BUSY 4 lane road between his house and town! The dog's tags had the clinic info on them, so at all hours we'd have to drop whatever we were doing and go pick up his dog from the cafe, the restaurant, the hardware store, etc and put it in a run until he noticed it was missing and came to pick it up
I was lucky that my shifts rarely overlapped with his, so I didn't have to work with him a lot. I just had to deal with the disfunctional practice he'd created.
To his credit: that clinic was very successful, I learned an immeasurable amount there that I couldn't have learned anywhere else, and that clinic had the highest quality of medicine I've seen anywhere.
Edit: how could I forget? I worked 4 10hr days. I was on the swing shift, which meant you had to sign away your right to a lunch break. 10 hrs with no break can make you pretty tired. I couldn't help but notice that the smokers got to sit outside whenever they felt like it and have a cig break. So I tried sitting out in the smoking area for breaks now & then - no good, I got yelled at. Maybe if I have coffee in my hand? Nope. A pen? Near my mouth? Nope. So I learned to smoke so I could take breaks (I hate smoking, I think it's disgusting). I could nurse one cigarette all day through four breaks. Never touched a cig since I left that place!