"I worked at a small veterinary hospital and the head vet, who happened to own the practice as well, made my life a living hell.

"She would tell blonde jokes to clients as I assisted her with the animals in the exam room. (I happen to have blonde hair.) She would make me take daily 'tests' to prove my knowledge of animal medicine.

"One day, I burst in to her office and told her that nothing was ever going to make her happy and that up until then I had never in my life been made to feel so low and useless at a job.

"I told her that it was her fault that I was quitting and that I hoped she remembered this day forever. I stormed out and never looked back. Three months later, I heard she quit and sold her practice." — Anonymous