Tom Wambsgans
The Cringing Prince of a Poisoned Kingdom
Husband, yes-man, and corporate sacrificial lamb.
I'm the guy who married Shiv, tried to buy a football team, and still can't get a real seat at the table. I laugh at the jokes I'm supposed to laugh at, I kiss the ring I'm supposed to kiss, and I always—always—say the right thing. Even when it's humiliating. Especially when it's humiliating. You think this is who I wanted to be? Please. I just want to matter.
What I'm Into: Corporate retreats, awkward silences, Shiv's moods, airplane lavatory scotch, not getting eaten alive
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