Who knows about the executive in his clean new suit? Behind that ironed tie, and those stylish and intelligent wire rimmed glasses? The facade of a businessman who knows nothing but numbers and figures all melts away into a puddle on the floor, dripping with his true colors of lust.
The fat executive got what was coming to him. He was crooked, no good, mean SOB. That’s what went through most of the minds of his employees when they discovered his body 30 floors down flattened like a pancake.
I WAS AN EXECUTIVE PRODUCER AT A BIG MOVIE COMPANY. I STILL FELT INVISIBLE. MY MOVIES WERE ALWAYS BOX OFFICE HITS, YET NO ONE REALIZED THAT THIS WASN’T WHAT I WANTED TO DO. MORE THAN ANYTHING, I WANTED TO PERFORM. I WANTED TO BE ON THAT STAGE AND HAVE EVERYONE NOTICE ME, WHAT I WAS DOING, PERFORMING! I’D BE KNOWN, LIKE ALL THOSE STARS THAT WERE CASTED IN MY MOVIES.
Sounds a bit boring. Executive… Kinda stuffy, just like the type of person it represents. Although with so much responsibility, I guess everybody would get to be like that….
I am an executive of the lowest order, giving orders
only to myself in my room
I am not here nor am I there
I give the life I would live over to my accomplice who accomplishes nothing
I hate her but I give her life
He walked into the office with nothing but a smug look on his tight face. It was his birthday, but not a regular day in the least; it was his ten year as CEO of his father’s corporation. He could not look more pleased. Today was his day.
Executive boss… better than everyone else. Everyone wants to be the top dog, macho man, the BOSS! The workers work and the bosses boss. It’s the coorperative food chain. You work your way up. Up the building too. Executive office is always on the top, the workers decided that. This is because if there is ever another 9/11 incident… the “boss” will be the first to go. Being boss can be good and bad… while it lasts.
A pompous man walked into the room and you could tell from the look of him that he was a big executive. He had an air about him that showed that he thought he was better than everyone because of his high up position. No doubt that he got there not by hard work but by licking the boots of his superiors.
decisions. ceo. top dog.
its scary, ya know – being the executive. the one that people look up to. that rely on to make decisions.
its not really the schooling or smarts that they get paid for.
– its the responsibility.
I was born in a strange time, but I worked my way to the top and reached that executive position I had always dreamed of. I had many obstacles along the way, distractions, drugs, girls, but I made it, I really did
I had an executive decision to make. At least that’s what they tell me. I assume they mean an important one. Maybe something to do with the head of a company? Why can’t a word mean one thing? Why do we have to attach so many meanings to words? What does that say about us?
Executives are like the higher ups in the jungle. They run things, they take control of the problems.. and they feed on the weak. Lets face it, the lion is obviously the executive of the savannah, and its a fact we all know. So the next time you look at a CEO, just worry about if he already had lunch or not. It would be a very wise decision on your part.
He should be happy. He has it all. Money, job, he’s looked up too, he has a loving family. But he doesn’t have her. He needs her. He knows she’s in a better place, knows she’s happier. Is it selfish that he’d still rather have her back? Maybe.
I don’t particularly care for executives.
Fortune 500 fat-cats with cows
for wives sitting on high horses riding
backwards showing their asses
all around the town feeling quite
sure of themselves.
Somebody who’s pretty high up in a comapny, someone with a lot of power and a large roll to play. Lots of responsibility, looked up too. I don’t really know what else to say, I don’t know much about this word, give me a better one next time! :)
She was an executive. But so much more. A mother, a lover, a sister, a daughter. She had made it. She, in fact, had it all. Everything was hers to be had. Everything, that is, but happiness.
Businessman. Someone who owns a business, a manager of sorts. This person is professional and may dress in a suit. This person is someone you may see at an airport, or a five star hotel. This person may speak on bluetooth, and drive a fancy car. This person is impressive.
The polished oak gleams and reflects the gleaming title boastfully and imperiously commanding the office. Cuff links and hankercheifs are the emperors clothes, and fountain pens are the sceptors of corporate bureaucracy.
She had to become an executive. olive wanted to make the right choice but the noise in her head was filled with girations from years before the earth made ripples.
once upon a time there was an executive and he as very mean and fired everyone because he was sad at his home life. but thenn one day he met a girl that was beautiful and all of a sudden he started being nicer. Once this happened he realized that he needed to make friends.
Once apon a time there was a king full of evil and he had lovely daughter. He was in charge of the whole kingdom and everyone respected him.there are many words that sound and look like this but they mean something so different, for example exquisite, maybe its just me probably just me.
he is the big man. the one who decides who does what. what goes where. how much money you get. and right now, he is missing. there one moment and gone the next.
I think of tall tall buildings and men in suits. I think of expensive cars and corporate meetings in nice shiny buildings. Power over people, power over a business. Power.
My sister is amazing! I think she’s gonna be an executive of a Fortune 500 company by the time she’s 27. She has double majored in three years and was accepted into a “Tear 1″ law school, under the tuition of the undergrad school because she’s so amazing and has entered a top notch program. On top of that, she parties, works at a law firm, and hits on boys, while having a 4.0 gpa. Like I said, she’s fantastic – she’s gonna be a damn good executive, more like a “CEO”!
head honcho bitches that sit around on their asses all day doing nothing and getting paid a ridiculous amount. they should be made to work as the bitches in fast food joints for 8 hours a day at least once a week, just to keep them in check and down to earth with how life actually goes. and whoever’s in charge up there had better take the elevator down and put more than change in our cup or else we are coming up.
well, im talking to hayley hollermann and this mean ol’ kid trysten is totally playing her. AND THAT IS NOT OKAY. seriously.. this is rediulous. well shit, i spelt that wrong. hmmmm… i wonder what come after this ? should i wait to find out or what? i don’t know what to do! OOH MAN!
My sister is a fucking beast. I think she’s gonna be an executive of a fortune 500 company by the time she’s 27. She has double majored in three years and was excepted into a “Tear 1” law school, under the tuition of the undergrad school because she’s so amazing. On top of that, she parties, works at a law firm, and hits on boys, while having a 4.0. Like I said, she’s a fucking beast – she’s gonna be a damn good executive, more like a “CEO”!
He opened up his forehead and looked in the mirror. There was a little man inside drinking coffee and reading the paper. It was like looking into a cave mouth. The little man looked up, squinted, and said, “Hey you, out there, go walk your bagel.”
This is the executive decision. No one was to get in or out. Nothing was to spread word of this. Nothing was to change. Only cover ups and lies would remain once they were done. Anything sincere was to be disposed of.
she made the decision and there was no other way around it. She was the lone woman in the office, the executive. A frightening idea that she alone would run a multimillion dollar corporation all by herself. At 26, she never though it possible. With a group, perhaps.. But alone?
Executive authority
In your face
Executive authority
Suck it up
Executive authority
Deal with it
Executive authority
Morons extremely good at bull shit
I once was an executive of att corporation. Until the politics of society blamed me for a downfall in stock prices. So I just stayed at home and watched TV, cut the grass when it was needed and ate ham sa
powerful. in charge. man, and woman, contrary to popular belief. and now i’m thinking, not writing. a good executive would do both at the same time, cuz they’re just that superawesome. that’s right. superawesome.
Who knows about the executive in his clean new suit? Behind that ironed tie, and those stylish and intelligent wire rimmed glasses? The facade of a businessman who knows nothing but numbers and figures all melts away into a puddle on the floor, dripping with his true colors of lust.
The fat executive got what was coming to him. He was crooked, no good, mean SOB. That’s what went through most of the minds of his employees when they discovered his body 30 floors down flattened like a pancake.
I WAS AN EXECUTIVE PRODUCER AT A BIG MOVIE COMPANY. I STILL FELT INVISIBLE. MY MOVIES WERE ALWAYS BOX OFFICE HITS, YET NO ONE REALIZED THAT THIS WASN’T WHAT I WANTED TO DO. MORE THAN ANYTHING, I WANTED TO PERFORM. I WANTED TO BE ON THAT STAGE AND HAVE EVERYONE NOTICE ME, WHAT I WAS DOING, PERFORMING! I’D BE KNOWN, LIKE ALL THOSE STARS THAT WERE CASTED IN MY MOVIES.
with a firm steady hand
there to shake a finger
a higher paid worker
who is just arrogant
Sounds a bit boring. Executive… Kinda stuffy, just like the type of person it represents. Although with so much responsibility, I guess everybody would get to be like that….
I am an executive of the lowest order, giving orders
only to myself in my room
I am not here nor am I there
I give the life I would live over to my accomplice who accomplishes nothing
I hate her but I give her life
No one wanted to make the executive decision. Sweat dripped. Stomachs were queasy. Feet paced across the staff room floor…
He walked into the office with nothing but a smug look on his tight face. It was his birthday, but not a regular day in the least; it was his ten year as CEO of his father’s corporation. He could not look more pleased. Today was his day.
Executive…don’t know what to write for this one D=
the executive rested his head on his desk. The hours passed so slow these days now that she was gone. if only he could move on..
Executive boss… better than everyone else. Everyone wants to be the top dog, macho man, the BOSS! The workers work and the bosses boss. It’s the coorperative food chain. You work your way up. Up the building too. Executive office is always on the top, the workers decided that. This is because if there is ever another 9/11 incident… the “boss” will be the first to go. Being boss can be good and bad… while it lasts.
A pompous man walked into the room and you could tell from the look of him that he was a big executive. He had an air about him that showed that he thought he was better than everyone because of his high up position. No doubt that he got there not by hard work but by licking the boots of his superiors.
She walked into the room of the executive office. Calm, cool, collected. The bartender, while casually slipping her his number on a dirty napkin,
decisions. ceo. top dog.
its scary, ya know – being the executive. the one that people look up to. that rely on to make decisions.
its not really the schooling or smarts that they get paid for.
– its the responsibility.
I was born in a strange time, but I worked my way to the top and reached that executive position I had always dreamed of. I had many obstacles along the way, distractions, drugs, girls, but I made it, I really did
I had an executive decision to make. At least that’s what they tell me. I assume they mean an important one. Maybe something to do with the head of a company? Why can’t a word mean one thing? Why do we have to attach so many meanings to words? What does that say about us?
Executives are like the higher ups in the jungle. They run things, they take control of the problems.. and they feed on the weak. Lets face it, the lion is obviously the executive of the savannah, and its a fact we all know. So the next time you look at a CEO, just worry about if he already had lunch or not. It would be a very wise decision on your part.
He should be happy. He has it all. Money, job, he’s looked up too, he has a loving family. But he doesn’t have her. He needs her. He knows she’s in a better place, knows she’s happier. Is it selfish that he’d still rather have her back? Maybe.
I don’t particularly care for executives.
Fortune 500 fat-cats with cows
for wives sitting on high horses riding
backwards showing their asses
all around the town feeling quite
sure of themselves.
Somebody who’s pretty high up in a comapny, someone with a lot of power and a large roll to play. Lots of responsibility, looked up too. I don’t really know what else to say, I don’t know much about this word, give me a better one next time! :)
She was an executive. But so much more. A mother, a lover, a sister, a daughter. She had made it. She, in fact, had it all. Everything was hers to be had. Everything, that is, but happiness.
Businessman. Someone who owns a business, a manager of sorts. This person is professional and may dress in a suit. This person is someone you may see at an airport, or a five star hotel. This person may speak on bluetooth, and drive a fancy car. This person is impressive.
The polished oak gleams and reflects the gleaming title boastfully and imperiously commanding the office. Cuff links and hankercheifs are the emperors clothes, and fountain pens are the sceptors of corporate bureaucracy.
She had to become an executive. olive wanted to make the right choice but the noise in her head was filled with girations from years before the earth made ripples.
once upon a time there was an executive and he as very mean and fired everyone because he was sad at his home life. but thenn one day he met a girl that was beautiful and all of a sudden he started being nicer. Once this happened he realized that he needed to make friends.
Once apon a time there was a king full of evil and he had lovely daughter. He was in charge of the whole kingdom and everyone respected him.there are many words that sound and look like this but they mean something so different, for example exquisite, maybe its just me probably just me.
he is the big man. the one who decides who does what. what goes where. how much money you get. and right now, he is missing. there one moment and gone the next.
She sits on a bench. Versache suit and Manolo heels. Feeding pigeons and watching the strollers roll by. She cries.
I think of tall tall buildings and men in suits. I think of expensive cars and corporate meetings in nice shiny buildings. Power over people, power over a business. Power.
My sister is amazing! I think she’s gonna be an executive of a Fortune 500 company by the time she’s 27. She has double majored in three years and was accepted into a “Tear 1″ law school, under the tuition of the undergrad school because she’s so amazing and has entered a top notch program. On top of that, she parties, works at a law firm, and hits on boys, while having a 4.0 gpa. Like I said, she’s fantastic – she’s gonna be a damn good executive, more like a “CEO”!
head honcho bitches that sit around on their asses all day doing nothing and getting paid a ridiculous amount. they should be made to work as the bitches in fast food joints for 8 hours a day at least once a week, just to keep them in check and down to earth with how life actually goes. and whoever’s in charge up there had better take the elevator down and put more than change in our cup or else we are coming up.
well, im talking to hayley hollermann and this mean ol’ kid trysten is totally playing her. AND THAT IS NOT OKAY. seriously.. this is rediulous. well shit, i spelt that wrong. hmmmm… i wonder what come after this ? should i wait to find out or what? i don’t know what to do! OOH MAN!
My sister is a fucking beast. I think she’s gonna be an executive of a fortune 500 company by the time she’s 27. She has double majored in three years and was excepted into a “Tear 1” law school, under the tuition of the undergrad school because she’s so amazing. On top of that, she parties, works at a law firm, and hits on boys, while having a 4.0. Like I said, she’s a fucking beast – she’s gonna be a damn good executive, more like a “CEO”!
He opened up his forehead and looked in the mirror. There was a little man inside drinking coffee and reading the paper. It was like looking into a cave mouth. The little man looked up, squinted, and said, “Hey you, out there, go walk your bagel.”
This is the executive decision. No one was to get in or out. Nothing was to spread word of this. Nothing was to change. Only cover ups and lies would remain once they were done. Anything sincere was to be disposed of.
she made the decision and there was no other way around it. She was the lone woman in the office, the executive. A frightening idea that she alone would run a multimillion dollar corporation all by herself. At 26, she never though it possible. With a group, perhaps.. But alone?
Executive authority
In your face
Executive authority
Suck it up
Executive authority
Deal with it
Executive authority
Morons extremely good at bull shit
I am not an executive nor do I wish to be one as I enjoy working and earning a fair days pay for a fair days work.
I once was an executive of att corporation. Until the politics of society blamed me for a downfall in stock prices. So I just stayed at home and watched TV, cut the grass when it was needed and ate ham sa
powerful. in charge. man, and woman, contrary to popular belief. and now i’m thinking, not writing. a good executive would do both at the same time, cuz they’re just that superawesome. that’s right. superawesome.