Bob Salinger, Ceo of Tidewater Corporation

As Bob Salinger, CEO of Tidewater Corporation, a manufacturer of luxury power boats, surveyed the damage, the words of Morris Redstone, Tidewater's reorganization leader, rang in his head: "You better come down here immediately, Bob. Ken Vaughn's gone nuts. He's broken a computer and trashed his office. It looks like a wild bull just stormed through."

Morris was right. Ken had thrown a chair at his CAD/CAM monitor, overturned his desk, and swept everything off his office bookshelves. "Something really must have set him off this time," Bob sighed. All Morris had said on the phone was that he and Ken were meeting on the reorganization plans. Those meetings had become a weekly ritual and, from all reports, an increasingly stormy one. But this time Ken had gone way too far.

Bob picked up the broken model of Ken's latest boat design and carried it to his car. He eased his Lexu

As Bob Salinger, CEO of Tidewater Corporation, a manufacturer of luxury power boats, surveyed the damage, the words of Morris Redstone, Tidewater's reorganization leader, rang in his head: "You better come down here immediately, Bob. Ken Vaughn's gone nuts. He's broken a computer and trashed his office. It looks like a wild bull just stormed through."

Morris was right. Ken had thrown a chair at his CAD/CAM monitor, overturned his desk, and swept everything off his office bookshelves. "Something really must have set him off this time," Bob sighed. All Morris had said on the phone was that he and Ken were meeting on the reorganization plans. Those meetings had become a weekly ritual and, from all reports, an increasingly stormy one. But this time Ken had gone way too far.

As Bob Salinger, CEO of Tidewater Corporation, a manufacturer of luxury power boats, surveyed the damage, the words of Morris Redstone, Tidewater's reorganization leader, rang in his head: "You better come down here immediately, Bob. Ken Vaughn's gone nuts. He's broken a computer and trashed his office. It looks like a wild bull just stormed through."

Morris was right. Ken had thrown a chair at his CAD/CAM monitor, overturned his desk, and swept everything off his office bookshelves. "Something really must have set him off this time," Bob sighed. All Morris had said on the phone was that he and Ken were meeting on the reorganization plans. Those meetings had become a weekly ritual and, from all reports, an increasingly stormy one. But this time Ken had gone way too far.

Bob picked up the broken model of Ken's latest boat design and carried it to his car. He eased his Lexu

Bob picked up the broken model of Ken's latest boat design and carried it to his car. He eased his Lexu