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Bell Curve


An exec you recommended turned out to have three felonies and a history of being unstable. He walked into the office one day with an uzi. Guess you didn't do your homework.


You just got fired from MegaGlop after a few years and now sell real estate. Hopefully, you'll have better luck shuffling houses than people.


You're putting together a long career at MegaGlop; four promotions; and you end up running the drug detailer practice—low glamor but a nice, steady biz. You didn't have to sell your soul to the Man to make a million bucks by the time you retire.


You won the Facebook biz and are now a rock star in a big firm—you end up running it. "Like."


You start your own firm—Internet-based body marketing (IBM)—you become the founder of the next MegaGlop. Gloptastic.