Today I am lucky that I am not our new CFO

Artist depiction of our current CFO.

I was hired at my current job last August, but didn't start until this January. Between that time period, my company lathered recruiters will loads of cash in a search of the perfect CFO.

In November we hired a guy I will name "Mark." Since December 1, 2007 he has racked up 14 personnel complaints, for being a douche (I looked in his files, that's how it was labeled -- Mark is a douche). Monday we had two more employees complain about him -- to the point where after 12 years of employment they were threatening to quit.

Today we get to shit can him. I expect celebratory fireworks by noon, complete with confetti canons and bratzookas! I really love my new job and the only part of it I didn't really like was dealing with him. Normally I am not a fan of someone losing their job, but I am really going to enjoy being in this meeting. I hope I don't giggle when it's time to close the deal.

I am lazy, so I will keep my anecdotes about Mark short and only share a story from last week. We were sitting in a Senior Management meeting discussing donations to community charities. Mark asked what we are doing for Breast Cancer, because as he explains it "I can support that charity... I appreciate the ta-tas. I have a bumper sticker on my wife's car that reads save the ta-tas." Now I have heard worse comments in meetings, but our CEO is a woman. While she is a lot of fun, locker room humor doesn't go too far with her. There were five people in the room. Only one was laughing. It was Mark. Instead of reading the room, he went on to say "there are a lot of charities out there that need money, but the ta-tas need support." Douche.