The day I was illegally laid off, HR flung the separation agreement in my face. "Sign and take N+1. Don't sign and you get nothing."
I turned to page three and pointed to the non-compete clause. "This is below the legal minimum. Sign it, and I'll still sue you."
She laughed. That is, until I plugged my USB drive into the conference room computer.
They had no idea my mind held seven years' worth of accounting standards, securities regulator penalties, and the fate of every bad account this company would ever cook up.
The chairman called and offered me triple my salary to come back.
I said, "I'm not joining the company. I'll charge ten percent of the inflated profits for my report. Are you signing or not?"
