One particular boss was the epitome of all things despicable. A bully, a bigot, a misogynist, a homophobe, self-absorbed with nary a speck of humility, and totally certain in his misguided personal agenda. With the unknowing protection of his superior, he successfully trashed the good intentions and honest ambitions of many who were unfortunate enough to report to him. I was not spared.
With the kind assistance of confidants in my HR department, I was able to fashion what I thought to be the best exit strategy under the circumstances. I was the first of many to seek safer refuge. Others who stayed suffered greatly, until the day came a few years later when our nemesis was finally undone by some unknown transgression.
As it was with many of my former coworkers, I held on to a most unsatisfying and unproductive grudge. I had fantasies of being asked back to fix many of the misguided policies and procedures now dragging down the organization. Not surprisingly, that never happened.
Some years since those fateful days, I have fallen into an enjoyable, albeit alternative, career. The consulting advise of No Left Turn, to a large extent, is guided by the hard lessons I learned by watching and experiencing the misdeeds of my tormentor.
Now comes a most ironic twist. A few days ago I was informed that the man died of complications brought on by early-onset Alzheimer's disease. All sorts of feelings have been stirred. Satisfaction. Remorse. Puzzlement. Regret. Unease. Was he as bad as he was because of the illness? Although I doubt it, one will never know for sure. There's a quote: "Living well is the best revenge."
I wish I had paid heed sooner. May he rest in peace.
