Everyone has at least one inner demon, and it is usually an embellishment of one of the seven deadly sins. My inner demon is wrath, and anger is a helluva drug.
The time I screamed "get the fuck out" and have an employee fired
Today I want to tell the world how I terminated the employment of said staff in a rage. No one else except the people that were involved knew about this story.
I cannot remember the exact context of the argument, but there was an argument pertinent to code, and the staff raised his voice at me. I walked over to understand the situation, and the scuffle escalated from a mere discontent to something a lot louder. I got angry, and I shouted for the staff to "get out".
I am not proud of this episode, and it stays in my head as one of the two events at work that I fucked up because I let anger get the better of me.
Anger fuels me
My relationship with anger is two-pronged.
I remember a teacher in my secondary school, labeling me as a loser because I was the odd kid that did not conform to the Anglican school culture of good, well-behaved kids.
I remember being angry at myself for not knowing better and getting myself embroiled in a computer crime when I was 17.
I remember getting ripped off my business partner and losing my business.
And anger is my fuel. I like being angry because I always have it channeled into being productive, so I can prove myself or other doubters wrong.