Happy National Boss Day!
Published by punkass marc October 16th, 2007 in Punkass!, Corporate Idiocy, Fucking HolidaysFor years, one section of the American work force has been deeply and consistently underappreciated. While fatcat secretaries get a free lunch once a year to supplement their $9/hr, and Moms and Dads get their own special days celebrating all of their work, when was the last time anyone stopped to thank their boss?

And I don’t just mean the middle manager directly over your subsection under the deputy director of your department — I mean your boss. I’m talking about the person who decides that employee health coverage damages the bottom line. The person who fought tooth and nail for that new maquiladora. The person who paid him or herself an average of 14 million bucks to suffer through all those golf outings and corporate retreats.
God bless the CEO. Corporate America has revolutionized the world in many ways, but none have been quite so grand as the canonization of a glorified corporate mascot. So let’s celebrate, eh?
HOLIDAY HISTORY
• Began in 1958 when Patricia Bays Haroski, then an employee at State Farm Insurance Company in Deerfield, Ill., registered the holiday with the U.S. Chamber of Commerce.• Ms. Haroski chose Oct. 16, her father’s birthday, as the date for National Boss Day because she felt he was an exemplary boss.
• National Boss Day has become an international celebration in recent years and now is observed in countries such a England, Australia and South Africa.
If you aren’t sure how to reward your boss, consider a fake magazine cover or personalized bobblehead. Also, a $50 fruit and flower basket would be nice. Whatever you choose, though, take a moment to thank Ms. Haroski for creating one more way for you to line to the pockets of your Dear Leader. Or, failing that, one more opportunity for him or her to be disappointed in you.
I always look forward to buying a new golf club for my boss on National Boss Day, the culmination of White Man History Month
Not only did I not buy my boss anything, I accidentally opened my car door onto his Lexus and left a little paint on the side. (Yes, it really was accidental; it was pretty windy the other day.)
Come to think of it, maybe I did give him something: the chance to reflect on the true worth of material possessions opposed to that of his relationships to others. And, as a bonus, my car was just fine.
Score one for the working man.
Aaargh. I am a regularly recipient of gifts and cards on National Boss Day (although I fall into the middle manager category, not the real Boss category). Let me tell you, it is very awkward. It just seems so wrong.
Awkward is the perfect word for the whole National Boss Day thing. And isn’t every day Boss Day anyway?
I can’t help thinking about the birthday cake the Initech folks got for their boss and how they "sang" happy birthday to him.