I was listening to Fresh Air on National Public Radio yesterday, and Terry Gross spoke with Jeremy Denk, a fantastic pianist. I thought his name was Dank until I looked him up online.
I was, of course, disappointed.
Tim Dank is the villain in my new novel, Virtual Silence. He is the boss from hell. While he tells you that you’re part of a great team, he is planning your demise, just in case he needs to rub you out (from the employment roster, mind you). He isn’t just the “Coffee is for closers” type. He worships his employer; even has an altar to it in his office. He would take a bullet for the firm. He lies, cheats and steals for the sake of the company.
He is like the printer from Office Space. If you could, you’d . . . well, you’d swear at him.
He’s the guy who thinks Portal of Wisdom is a great name for his office doorway, and Collaboration Education is a great name for the daily pep talk.
And he sleeps with the wrong woman, who writes down everything he says while he talks in his sleep. Hmm, she’d make a good secretary.