

Kinda. There was this guy who was somehow related to the owner of the company. He got a new laptop, and wanted me to install some stuff on it.
At the time, one tech always had to be in the call queue, and that tech was me. I told him, “hey. I’m stuck in queue and I’m on a call. You can either bring me your laptop so I can install it when I’m done, you can wait until I can get out of queue, or you can put in a ticket and maybe someone can remote in and take care of it.”
He went and told my boss’s boss that I wouldn’t install his shit unless he put in a ticket (a thing we were explicitly not allowed to say).
Grand boss calls me in, let’s dude tell his side of the story, then asks if it was true. My vision goes red for the first time since middle school, and I said, “absolutely not,” and recounted what actually happened. He says, thank you, you’re dismissed.
I go outside and smoke half a pack of cigarettes before my boss’s boss comes outside and says, “thanks, man. I was looking for rope to hang that asshole with. You’re good.”
Polar bears, for one. Their politicians for two.