Today I threatened to put my boss in the hospital. Really, I did.
He was doing a hospital order, where the hospital gives us a list of food they need and we go around the store and shop for it, then deliver it to the hospital. It's a nice thing to do.
Anyway, I asked him what he was doing. He said "Just doin a hospital order. Wanna toss that soup in the cart?" to which I replied "I'll throw YOU in the hospital."
This is the good thing about having a boss who is only marginally older than I am. His name's Matt, and he's a pretty cool guy. While he is the boss and part owner (his last name is Zupancich, the grocery store I work at is called "Zup's", you figure it out), he's also abour 23 and cool as hell. We have gas pumps at the store, too, and one day as I was about to fill up he came over the loudspeaker and said "Sorry, sir, we're out of gas." I promptly extended the middle finger of my left hand in his general direction. Again, he just laughed. Afterward, I thought "Hmm, I just flicked off my boss. Lots of people would love to be able to do that."
He also realizes that sometimes at work, there's just nothing to do. Last Saturday I came in, and looked for him to find out what was on the agenda. "Hey Matt," I says, "what's goin on today?"
He said "It's Saturday, man, y'know? If you can find something to do, go for it. Otherwise...eh." Lots of other bosses would have found something for me to do, like scrub the baseboards with a toothbrush or dust the catnip or something.
Overall, I could hate my job a lot worse.