They've moved down the block out of the immediate sightline of the hospital, right in front of the library, and now they have a big poster. Apparently the security office is sending one person out to try to talk them into leaving, while other staff check with the legal dept on whether buffer zone laws apply to our facility.

I'm kind of shocked by how incoherently furious I am. I couldn't even trust myself to walk anywhere near them when I had to go back across the street.

Timelies all!

I'm sorry you had to deal with that crap, JZ.

Pissed my boss off due to numerous miscommunications, had a meeting that he concluded with "don't resist me. Or I'll punch you in the face."

Yeah, if my boss said that to me, I'd be reporting that shit SO FAST.

Um, he told you not to resist him?

I'm sort of stuck on the threat of physical harm.

I tell my summer employees that if they are texting or messing with their phones I am going to smack them, but they are college kids DH coached so they don't believe me at all. I do scowl at them from time to time and they laugh and buckle down to work.

eta: I don't quite manage to put fear into young athletes a foot or more taller than me. But they do listen.

Was he joking..I hope? If not, that had better be reported pronto.

It was not a serious threat, good god no, but it was shocking coming from someone who is usually so kind and diplomatic. In finally in the shoes of my previous previous boss and butting heads.

As for the "resist" part, it was not to resist his edicts about work. To ask how high when he says jump. There is no room for conversation or differing viewpoints. He's micromanaging certain aspects of my job, bringing outside contractors who aren't able to do the job contracted of them, so I took initiative to complete the task. Since he didn't communicate to me that other things were in place to handle that, I mucked up relations with the contractors.

It's all completely fucked up, this "help" he gas finagled for me that is wasting four peoples time, and his wheeling and dealing has quadrupled the perils of playing telephone.

I just can't believe he expressed his displeasure that way to me. He's been making me feel like chopped liver lately, and I know it's not a literal threat, and may have been passive aggressively joking about his displeasure with me, but , man, that shit burns.

That context doesn't make me feel much better about it.