I had a boss in Chicago once. Total asshole. The kind of guy who made Gordon Ramsay look like a motivational speaker.
I was young, working as a headhunter, full of fire, chaos, and the kind of ambition that doesn’t think it needs a plan. He didn’t buy into that. Not for a second. Every night before I left the office, he made me clear my desk completely—o…
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