Jimmy T. was the son of Henry T. Henry worked very hard to build himself a very successful construction company. And Jimmy T. was the rich kid destined to inherit it all. A silver spoon boy so to speak.

Well, the Ts were awarded a construction contract at Calvin College where I worked at the time. Jimmy T. was the construction foreman for the job and I was responsible for installing the phones in the building.

Unlike other construction projects where all of the subs reported to the general contractor, I reported to the VP of Business for the college. So, I was a VERY independent contractor and Jimmy T. didn’t like that at all. So, he TRIED to jerk me around when every he got the chance.

One day, I unboxed some equipment for the phones in the building and threw a couple of small empty boxes in the dumpster at the construction site. When Jimmy T. saw me, he came running out of his office and proceeded to chew me out for using his dumpster.

Now, had he been nice to me, I would gladly have removed the boxes and put them in the trash else where. But no, he was down right nasty. So, I removed the boxes and proceeded to burn them on the ground outside near his office.

Once again, Jimmy T. came flying out of his office and once again he confronted me. He told me that it was against the law to burn trash in the city. I thanked him for the information and then told him that it really wasn’t any of his business. He turned red in the face and went back inside.

I just love passive aggressive behavior.