If you recall, and probably only if you are from the UK, was the catch phrase of the late Ken Goodwin - the nervous comedian. Where he used to urge the audience to... Settle down.
I use it on myself all the time now as I slowly come to grips with losing the load off my shoulders and my head and work out what on earth I am going to do with myself now that the business has ceased? I get quite, upset isn't the right word, maybe disturbed by the utter cr@p I have been through to all intents and purposes, doing the right thing. Old fashioned I know but I was brought up to do do these things. Even if the other bloke was giving me a hard time, I was still the Director of the business and I had an obligation to the business and the other shareholders not just to him. No one seemed to appreciate that at all. The work I did, complying with the business's obligations was what I was expected to do.
I like that they felt there was no obligation to pay me off - I guess not one of them know about employment law and all this nonsense was going on just because I was doing my job!
So I don't know why I feel anxious about that when I should know better. By that I mean, if it ever was presented before a tribunal it would be thrown out at the first stage. but I guess constant attacks and mud throwing take their toll. Back in my youth I imagine I would have landed the stupid arse a punch and had done with it. You can't do that now and you really couldn't do it back then but life was a lot different 50 years ago for sure.
The worst of all behaviours and the throes of a stupid old man who threw his toys out of the pram and then set about painting himself into a corner that eventually he could not get out of. The last throw of the dice was just that and in his rush to discredit me he failed to consider what moves I had already undertaken to protect the business. Of course he called me a load of names about it but the fact of the matter was he was blinded by rage and had no idea what he was going to do had he succeeded in getting rid of me. The business would have been destroyed overnight and he would have overseen the company being insolvent by the end of the day. But that didn't happen, he sulked off which is great.
I should take no pleasure in telling him that we completed his project, put it to market and no one bought it at all. Despite targeted advertising there was zero interest. That surprised me a bit I have to say but there you have it. So close it down having tried everything in my power to get it to market, defend his constant attacks, beat off his takeover of the company which for his own benefit would have landed him in such deep water personally and I suppose I would have been able to take him and his shareholder conspirators to tribunal for just about every set of reasons available, wrongful dismissal, non payment of money due to me, no notice period and on and on we go....
But here we are, in my own heart of hearts I know I have done all the right things, I have all of the company meeting notes, plans and so on, showing the moves that have been made and the work that has been done, what has been achieved and of course got it to market and so on. Whilst I know I have done everything and more that could have been asked of me this evil vindictive old man has made my life hell and I am still affected by it for no reason. It's the sort of coercive control type thing but he has ended up with nothing and it must have cost him a fortune to pay for solicitor's letters and the like.
I'm trying to think how I an explain him to you. When I first met him he was an eccentric Englishman with an interesting proposition but no ideas how to get it across the line or even start. He reminds me of Gollum or perhaps Bilbo in the Lord of the Rings where suddenly, they turn from being pleasant into demons. That's how I think of him. Twenty or thirty years ago I could hold my own against bullies and yet now, not so much - it really has got to me and dealing with an unpleasant, ignorant, intransigent thug stresses me more than I can say and this level of stupidity appears to know no bounds.
It is of course his problem but I think that my own issue is that I take exception to be called unprofessional, accused of doing things illegally and just reading his pages of lies. He's a sick minded guy and has caused me enough grief which I don't need. I hope that I am climbing out of the rut I have built for myself and in all seriousness I hope he rots in hell!
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