CEO’s Son Fired Me Day One, I Owned 72% of His Company | Revenge
Revenge. He said it without even looking up from his MacBook Pro, still logged into his first Zoom call of the day. I was fifty-five years old, watching this kid I’d taught how to read financial statements try to end my career with a script.
No handshake. No explanation. Just a trembling HR rep standing behind him like she was watching someone defuse a bomb with a butter knife.
The ink on his promotion paperwork was still wet and he was already playing executioner. Bradley Patterson Jr. had his designer haircut perfectly styled, his Stanford MBA diploma freshly framed on the wall, and his disruptor confidence inflated like a balloon at a kid’s party.
He didn’t ask questions. He didn’t even blink. He just read the line off his tablet, word for word.
You could tell someone had coached him—probably his father, or some expensive consultant, or the mirror in his corner-office bathroom. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t argue.
I stood up, adjusted my jacket, and handed over my badge with the kind of calm you only learn after twenty-eight years in logistics and six years in the Navy before that. He thought he was firing me. Thought this was his big move to “modernize” Anchor Point Logistics.
All I said was, “I want to do this right. Tell your father the board meeting in three hours should be interesting.”
Then I walked out—past the silent HR rep, past the security guard who looked more confused than concerned, past the framed photo of the founding team in the lobby that included me standing right next to Bradley Sr. when we opened our Chicago headquarters back in 1996.
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You’d be surprised how often the person getting fired is the one holding all the cards. Now, back to our regularly scheduled takedown. Three hours.
That’s how long Junior had between his first firing and his first legal nightmare. In that time, I imagine he celebrated. Maybe he posted something on LinkedIn about “tough decisions for digital transformation” or “streamlining operations for the future.” Hell, he probably had the hashtags ready: #Leadership, #Innovation, #NextGen—whatever buzzword his personal-brand consultant told him to use.
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