“Can you imagine?” came the familiar refrain from my narcissist boss, “the rival camp is spreading rumors about my termination. They do not know …”
He did not know that I had seen the orders on the desk of the head honcho’s secretary.
How naïve can these narcissists be? They live in a bubble and imagine that it is opaque. Needles to prick are strewn around everywhere, but people enjoy the transparency of an idiotic mind for some time.
It is entertainment of a psychopathic order.
