was off the charts. Word would spread through our floor - avoid so-n-so's side of the office today at all costs. When he was done with someone, he'd just send his little cart-pushing troll to their office to pack up their stuff and escort them outta the building. Occasionally, guys would be "invited" to stay at his house on the ocean to work. Glad I never got the invite.

But yes, I heard it was gorgeous.