I'm tired of this generation. All they do is bitch and complain about how they don't have this and don't have that. Have they even tried to be in a rich family? Of course they haven't.
I did just that. I was born into a rich family. Before I was conceived, I knew I wanted to be rich. I knew I had the leadership skills to take over a business that was given to me in the womb. And so I put that out into the world and guess what? I achieved my dreams.
When I murdered my father, who was the previous CEO, I was ready to take on the job. I fired all the people who got on my nerves and started making products I knew were going to sell like hotcakes: beepers.
And then I started doing infomercials on a new line of paper dolls. I brought in child actors and they all went away screaming because they thought I was too intense, too frightening. I just cackled and cursed them to hell.
When the feds uncovered the mystery of my father's death, I went into overdrive. Literally. I drove my car off a cliff. But miraculously survived. At least I think I did. No one talks to me anymore and I can't grasp things or eat.
My underling now runs the company while I vacation alone on this cliff. It's so cold here. I wonder when it'll be my time to head towards the light of the company building where I once reigned supreme. I was the star of the show. I was what everyone wanted to be.
Like the phoenix I shall rise from the ashes and turn my company around. I was thinking about getting into the newspaper business.