Creepy Businessmen and How to Bring Them Down

he Ask TDG Marathon Continues with a question from LisaB:

“Why do major creeps, (who are nasty to everyone,) do great in their careers? I NEVER understood that one!”

Mainly, because assholes don’t care. We normal people won’t step on people in order to climb the corporate ladder; they will. They also will take more risks because they don’t have as much to lose. You go for the jugular on a particular project, you might win a promotion…of course, now your entire office hates you because you stole their ideas and suck up to the boss. Who wants that? Well, assholes do.

And, of course, how do you think upper management got there? By being assholes, of course! That is why your manager, or CEO, is such a jerk!

Speaking of Assholes that make us crazy, Laughing Frog asks “What day/date/time will I go postal and kill my CEO for habitually robbing me of nights and weekends as if it’s his birthright?”

My dear LF, the answer is simple. You will quit when you get thisclose to doing it. Of course, in your revenge fantasy it will be tomorrow.

You wake up, and it hits you: Today is your day. He is going to pay…His birthright is no longer your misery. You put on just a little more eyeliner on today, making yourself look fierce. Tyra would be proud.

The morning commute seems to zoom by with ease, and before you know it you are standing at the door to his office. You hesitate, wondering if you should kick it in or just stroll through it without a care in the world. You compromise and swing it open so it knocks into the wall, making his neck snap up from his game of spider solitaire.

You start talking. It doesn’t matter what you’re saying, all that matters is the look on his face. It goes from disbelief and anger to embarrassment and humiliation. He begs you to keep this to yourself, and you tell him there’s no need. Everyone knows. You don’t even have to look behind you to know the rest of the office is behind you, staring him down. He runs out of the office, never to be seen again.

A letter from his lawyers a few weeks later confirm that he has signed over his company to you. You celebrate in the office with the kind of cake the CEO would never allow because he was allergic to it. Life is good. You killed his spirit, and that’s better than his life any day!