My mom has always hated fish. She can’t even stand the smell of it so avoids any restaurant that’s even mildly seafood. Been like that her whole life.
Except for when she was pregnant with my sister and she had my dad run to McDonald’s at all hours of the day to get her a filet o fish.
One time my cousin Walter got this cat stuck in his ass. True story. He bought it at the local mall so the whole fiasco wound up on the news. It was embarrassing for my relatives and all, but next week, he did it again! Different cat, same results, complete with another trip to the emergency room. So I’m at the mall a week later and I run into him and he’s buying another cat. I says to him “Jesus, Walt what are you doing? You know you’re just gonna get this cat stuck in your ass too, why don’t you knock it off!”. And says to me “Brodie, how the hell else am I supposed to get the gerbil out?”
My Cousin was a weird guy.
They worked for a software company that made banking software. But yeah, he had 7 different bosses that would complain about the same thing. What we never found out was if he was dotted-line to multiple depts, or if the bureaucracy was so heavy that the structure was something like Team Leader > Manager > Director > Asst VP > VP > Division VP…and these people all come to him to point something out.