Once upon a time I was a desperate new transplant to Los Angeles and an old man offered me a job that paid a lot. Fortunately I did not end up a prostitute. Unfortunately I ended up with one of the weirdest bosses on earth.
My Year With Bob is my attempt to make something positive out of one of the oddest, most infuriating and most unprofessional working experiences I have always had.
Why do you care?
This is a man who asks his employees to Google orange juice. He is a man who suspects that bathroom-goers are out to get him. And he occasionally chips golf balls in the middle of San Vicente Blvd. You want to…no you need to know about Bob.
