In the mid-90s, I was 16 and had just started my very first job at a local ISP after having dropped out of high school (his needing a job with some urgency). It was right around the time that everyone and their mother started to check out this information superhighway thing, and mom and pop ISPs were sprouting up everywhere.<p>When I interviewed for a job, the owner, who we'll call Frank, seemed like a pretty decent guy. He was definitely quite smart, and knew what he was doing on the telco side. I got the job after like 5 minutes of interview and started the next day.<p>What Frank failed to tell me in the interview was that he was a completely batshit crazy sociopath. Within a couple of days, there was a fair bit of yelling and swearing about my mistakes, then progressively more and more, followed by genuine emotional abuse and even flipping lit cigarettes at us and throwing other things when we screwed something up.<p>I'm only 16 and an idiotic 16 year old at that, so I actually stay there like 6 months before I start to realize this isn't normal. One day, a few of us just get up and walk out. About a month later, I heard (and saw evidence as I was walking by) from a friend who was still there, that after hours, someone had shot up the back windows of the office (4th story office in Chicago, so it's pretty unlikely it was random).<p>Anyway, I manage to forget about it and move on with my life. 20 years later, I look him up to find he had served 3 years in the federal pokey for threatening a judge who had ruled against him in a tax case. Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.<p>Pro tip: you don't get a warning when you threaten to kill a federal judge via email. You go straight to prison. Do. To pass go; do not collect $200.