Thank GODDESSES that an East Bay colleague of mine has taken the vacant manager's post in Las Vegas. The East Bay Guy has been driving me up a wall for the past 5-6 years! He's a Mormon (and loves to tell you all about it), and is from Los Angeles -- the base where scum usually proliferates and spreads north. He dons the flashy, bleachy-white-toothy-grin while he's looking you in the eye and smiling while the knife is twisting in your back.
See, the heat is on so he needs to move on. He's like a locust. He comes into an area, gobbles up what he can, and when resources run scarce he's moving on down the road. I've witnessed some less-than-straight-up business deals and loans he's put his name on and tried to pull in others in my industry. I never took the bait so I was "blacklisted."
Before the heat came down, East Bay Guy was calling regional meeting after regional meeting mainly to monopolize the podium/microphone in front of a captive audience praising himself and his "accomplishments." Now that the Las Vegas position has been filled, the glorious silence from the East Bay is a welcome reprieve now that grandstanding in Northern California is a moot point and will no longer serve his career objectives.
Let's just say that the Department of Labor is interested in East Bay Guy's handiwork. He now thinks he can seek refuge in a murky sea of thugs in Las Vegas.
We will see.
I'm happy because I don't have to listen to him anymore:)
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