As a fresh graduate to a big company, I was eager to learn all I could to facilitate my rise up the corporate ladder. There was one manager in particular who impressed me: he was smart, ruthless, and half the company was scared of him. I watched him carefully for tips I could use in my own career.
One day, many months later, I went into the bathroom and there he was: standing slouched at the urinal, chin almost on chest, fiddling with his penis. In that moment I learned a crucial lesson: nobody can respect you when you look like that. From then on I have always made sure I stood tall at the trough.