Physical Danger
High-powered and important though your job may be, it’s not a life of spying and intrigue. You don’t work for the CIA. You don’t need to worry about anyone blowing up your car, tracking your cellphone, or aiming a little red laser light on your head while you wander unsuspecting through a crowd. You do, though, need to worry about those nasty ulcers you’ll probably get. And lay off the cigars with the corporate bigwigs. Did you know they’ll kill ya? (Actually, yes. You do know that, don’t you?)