Vague Insanty 059

So let's say there was a small dog and this dog somehow figured out how to weasel his way through college. So here's this dog with a degree in electronic engineering, social studies, and management theory.

He gets the jobs, the women, and the contracts. He's barking down the phone and deciding who lives and who dies. Sure, he's just some wacky little bastard with really tacky sunglasses and a bandanna, and most of his actual decisions are shaky at best. I will tell you this honestly - this dude doesn't know the first thing about database administration.

And yet people listen to him, because he's cute, and can lick people without being accused of sexual harassment.

And now he's taken over this whole corporation with his degrees, he can't really DO ANYTHING physical as he suffers from a lack of manual dexterity, having no opposable thumb.

But he rules by example, by delegating jobs, by sniffing the air and sensing the right way to move.

He leads by instinct, by terror, and looks incredibly adorable in beer ads on TV.

Welcome to the uberBoss.