Towkay. Tycoon. Big boss. Even bigger boss of the big boss.
As captains of industry, their preferred vessel is a limousine, and limo makers go to great lengths to create a great and lengthy cruise liner for the industrious captains and their privileged passengers on board.
My first boss was a big businessman. His business was big, and he was physically big.
He was the managing director of the publishing house, while this rookie writer was managed by an editor and directed by an art director. He was the highest of the high-ups above me in the company, and I looked up to all of them from my lowly workstation.
When I met my big boss for the first time in his massive office, “Mr Big” popped into my mind.
No, I didn’t pull a banjo out of my backpack, start strumming and begin to sing “I’m the one who wants to be with you, deep inside I hope you’ll feel it too.”
I was just surprised at the size of the bossman. But I was unsurprised by his choice of car. It was a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, of course.
My first boss should read this blog about the interesting limousine he drove. But I don’t know whether Changi Prison allows its inmates to surf the web (my first boss was convicted of a white-collar crime).