Went from 4 days a week when I started to literally 1. He's made no secret that he likes to cut hours as punishment, and I'm among the latest to catch the Eye of Sauron. Dude came in 3-4 months ago and is hands down the worst manager we've ever had, and I've seen 5 before him come and go. The 2nd worst might be, I dunno, the lady that was there when I started? And even then: Not even fuckin close. The atmosphere and work environment is the most tense and hostile it's ever been. At most morning meetings there'll be threats along the lines of "If you're caught slippin', you're getting your hours cut or fired". He feels the need to remind us nearly every single day to make his dick feel big. He's the type who'll make a comment if you are literally 60 seconds late for work. He scolds and belittles people in front of everyone at meetings. He tries to hide behind a chipper tone and a smile, but it fools no one. Out of all the employees here, I don't think he has a single defender among them: He is universally disliked if not hated, which is quite a feat. Has an incredibly punchable face, a stringy lil twerp.
My biggest sin according to him? That justifies him cutting my income to about a quarter?
"I sit too much".
On the provided chairs that we have for that purpose.
At a job where, I promise you, it really does not fuckin' matter.
To give even more of an idea of what a pathetic nerd this dweeb is: He is such a slave to protocol that he will robotically read literally every single syllable on the weekly bullshit meeting prompts from corporate that every manager before him would summarize for their and everyone's sanity.
All this for a company that would (And likely will if previous managers were any indication) toss him out like a used piece of toilet paper as soon as he outlives his usefulness. His pathetic, embarrassing loyalty is not reciprocated in any way.
Cherry on top? I decided after waiting all these months to see if things would get better (They haven't and probably won't for the foreseeable future) to cut my losses and transfer to another nearby location, just so I wouldn't have to deal with this shit heel anymore. Something I really did not want to do since, after working here nearly a fuckin' decade I kinda got attached to the place and the people in it (Imagine that, right).
And you know what? He sabotaged the attempt to prevent my escape. Trapped me so he could prob have the pleasure of seeing me quit or firing me. So my only escape now is to leave entirely for elsewhere. Because even if I got into his good graces again and he "rewarded" me with 3 days (Prob never getting back to 4 no matter what, everyone's hours are lower), he can just reserve the right at any time to completely strangle my income again for any perceived slight. And I don't want to be at the mercy of a petty little tyrant like that.
Once I secure other employment, my plan is to tell him off in front of everyone at one one of those lovely morning meetings, tell him to consider it my resignation. He likes embarrassing others publicly so much, then maybe he'd like a taste of his own medicine. At least that'll give me some small satisfaction.
You need to be the bigger person. Perhaps buy him a salad for lunch.