Tell you what. If I was stuck in a job that wasn't all that grand and I wanted a way out and somebody said "you can't eat pork, FroGuy", I would be in there with a giant sausage and bag of pork rinds the next day at my desk, knowing how ultimately unenforcable the policy was as it contravines so many rights.
Fire me - I'll see you in court for my generous severance.
Come to think of it, I might have tried the same thing with the Mormon coffee guy.
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