i would like to send my boss back for a full refund

i have dealt with my share of crazy bosses.  i have worked in the restaurant industry for shmumblemumblemumble years and at this point i've handled just about everything.  like at the hereford house.  my first general manager was a tiny little man with the most advanced case of napoleonic syndrome i've ever seen.  i mean, the man had a bookie from jersey following him around.  this bookie would come into the restaurant randomly (like, mondays at 1 pm, thursdays in the middle of dinner...anytime at all) and ask for my tiny general manager in a voice that would make most new yorkers cry.  my next general manager was passive aggressive, angry, and i'm pretty sure he was hiding multiple personalities inside his over-sized suit coats.  w.  o.  w.  and then there's the last one.  he made my soul sicken and die.  no.  seriously.

so...basically, the moral of the story is that i can pretty much handle whatever is thrown my way in terms of upper management.  so for me to say that my new boss is a fucking crazy person really means something.  really.  he's co-owner of the new restaurant at which i'm working and i've never met a person less suited to working in a restaurant than him.  in all honesty, i don't know a field in which he could work and actually maintain his position.  he's antisocial when it comes to the servers, but nine times out of ten, if i can't find him, it's because he's talking to a table and has been there for the last 20 minutes.  like last night.  he cut the entire floor around 6 pm, then complained when no one came to him to ask for help when it was obvious that the rest of us were floundering.  the man couldn't understand that we couldn't ask him for help because we couldn't find him.  and we couldn't find him because he was flirting with the clientele.  the old.  clientele.  the old women who come over after playing tennis at the national then come in afterward to make themselves feel better about getting winded while running after a little green ball by drinking margaritas and talking about botox.  no.  seriously.

so my boss is nuts.  leaves work for hours on end because he wants to go to lunch, or "has errands to run."  and the other co-owners?  they just shake their heads.  i can hear them "tsk tsk-ing" in their heads.  you would think that someone who has such little regard for the restaurant in which they have a stake would be reprimanded, or at least told that he really can't just do whatever it is he wants to do whenever it is he wants to do it.  you'd think.  but it's obvious that he does this stuff, and he does it often.  which makes me wonder...why don't the other co-owners actually make him accountable for his actions?  why do they let him get away with it?  everyone else has to be accountable...why not him?

i sometimes wonder why people choose the career paths that they do.  i know, i know...i'm still working on that one.  but at least i know what i want to do.  and i know that i'm good at it.  but some people...i think they maybe just pick something because it's available and easy and it's something that they think, "well, why not?  it's not like i can fuck it up too bad..."  believe me.  you can.