You walk into your office, only to find me sitting there with my Louboutin clad feet on your desk holding what appears to be a document of some sort. You soon find out that its a contract giving me complete ownership over your entire company. Your life's work is now mine since I manipulated you into signing on the dotted line. Legal and binding this contract can't be undone, but luckily for you, I have a minimum wage for you since you're not the wealthy CEO you used to be anymore.