Let me tell you about the time I was working for a high-tech start-up company that employed a married couple, both in senior positions but not reporting to one another. The husband thought he was “Rico Suave” and made it a regular habit to wear gold chains, too much cologne, snake-skin boots and his graying hair slicked back (sometimes in a small ponytail). He evoked images of Dennis Hopper in the David Lynch film, Blue Velvet. He was a living example of a time when a book absolutely matched its cover and he proved it with a colossal screw up that will live in infamy at this company. He was on a business trip in Italy where he was supposed to be meeting with a key supplier on parts for the company’s product. The supplier called the US headquarters office (where “Rico” was based) and lodged a complaint saying that “Rico” had shown up several hours late for the scheduled meeting and had had a woman in tow that exhibited very amorous behavior towards “Rico” during the entire meeting. The whole scene was incredibly awkward and disconcerting for the supplier. Once we unraveled the whole story it turned out that “Rico” was carrying on an illicit, international love affair with a married female employee based in the company’s London office and had taken this married female employee with him to Italy on the business trip at the company’s expense. Meanwhile, Rico’s poor wife had no idea of what he had been up to. We had the very unpleasant task of giving her a heads up (as diplomatically as possible) while she was on her own business trip the reasons for our firing her husband while she was away. We also fired the London employee. Their terminations were quickly followed by divorces in both cases.