I've read that rats will eat the corpses of fellow rats. The difference therefore between rats and agency people is that rats wait until you're dead.
Perhaps I have a heightened moral sense.
I've been told, for instance, by my therapist of 17 years that I have "an Old Testament view of the world." I see things in terms of absolute good--the way things should be and absolute evil, the way things shouldn't be.
Perhaps my "high dudgeon" is my fatal flaw. Perhaps it's why I am no longer a big wig but am planted instead with both feet firmly rooted in middle management.
It's just I hate schmucks.
Back biters.
Underhandedness.
Lying.
Cheating.
Shirking.
Stealing.
And ass-kissery of all kinds.
People ask me, often, 'how can you be so honest on this blog. Aren't you afraid of being schmised?'
Yeah, I suppose I am.
But aren't you afraid of being castrated, ball-less, spineless, feckless, cowardly?
Listen, if you come up with a campaign, it's your campaign.
If people more connected decide they want to take it from you, that's their prerogative.
But they should at least have the decency to fire you.
After all, they don't like the job you're doing.
