I had a job once where I could NOT trust the manager......ever! He was a nasty, back-stabbing SOB. So, I got to where everytime I had a ‘meeting’ in his office with him I would take my trusty tape recorder. The first time I walked in, sat it down on his desk and sweetly said....”you don’t mind if I record this do you?”. Our meetings went just fine from then on.
You have to know how to deal with snakes.
Bingo (and there are a heck of a lot more snakes working for the federal government, than the average American realizes)...
My X used to threaten my life...among other things at really weird times and places...I started carrying a small tape recorder every place. We called it the “silencer”....Sure did shut him up.
Tape recorders are your friends.