Catering to the lionhearted stereotypes all day really makes a sycophant sleepy. All day with the “yes sir” and the “whatever you say” drains even the sturdiest stalwart of a yes man after a few hours. It’s a decent living for as long as you can deal with the emotional trauma that comes along with working for a person who’s made their fortune by walking all over people like paver stones in a seven-acre backyard that leads nowhere (aside from the manmade pond in the center that houses a catfish who is completely immune to criticism).


Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.

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