I was an editor and graphic designer at a nearby college, in a department run by two lunatics. I called them K2, Frick n Frack. They marveled at how I got so much done all while wearing so many hats. One morning I came into work, and K1 wanted a meeting. She showed me a "new" list of duties, along with allotted minutes I had to complete said task. At the bottom of the list it said "Clean Office." I told her that was a confusing item, and wasn't my job. She replied "It wouldn't kill you to pick up a Swiffer each day."

I said I had a meeting to go to and walked across the campus to HR and quit.