50s, gray sprouty hair, bald spot, fat belly, double chin, deep bags under the eyes, bushy mustache, big nose, fleshy face, big cigar, hawaiian shirt with a little chest hair sprouting out, booming voice that sends secretaries out to get coffee.
I picture Colonel Sanders, for some reason. Don’t ask me why.
Of course, due to his great stature and power, I envision him as a 2000 foot tall Colonel Sanders surrounded by storm clouds and blazing hellfire from his eyes…I wonder how they fit him in the Reader offices? Or did they just build everything around him?
Remember Milton Wadams, the mumbly guy that keeps getting his desk moves further and further back and whose only concern in life is his red stapler and the married squirrels outside his office window?
Kinda like that. The creepy looking guy that no one suspects, then BAM!