I told the Clippers Board of Advisors,
“I came up with the idea for the new mascot, I designed the outfit, I even choreographed his entrances and stunts. I agree with you that it is just not working out. Nobody is interested in seeing a dancing buzzard during halftime, it was a mistake. I will personally ‘handle’ the situation. It’s my baby and I will axe him and cut off his employment and terminate his contract.”
We sang Radar Love and dismissed the meeting. It was already late, so I went to my office and had Helga call Chuck for me and arrange for him to come to my remote cabin in Bayshore Hills, “Tell him I will be in the garage.”
You see I’m not one of those cowardly bosses who terminates you by phone or e-mail. I look you right in the eyes and ask you personally why you failed me, let me down, wasted my time and embarrassed me in front of the whole freak’n world? ….. just before giving you your severance package.