The word Shebug does
not appear in any book on mythology, religion or history. It is a term I coined
to describe the ingeniously camouflaged, fully armed pestilent gold
digger.
A Shebug is just as
she sounds: half woman, half insect, enviably well-equipped to wreak substantial
havoc if you are not careful...
The Shebug might
look like a diaphanous butterfly, but she’ll sting like a wasp. No matter how
charming and demure--sexy and deliciously exciting she might appear--her drug
is somebody else’s hard earned or inherited big bundle of bucks. And she’ll do
anything to get her hands on another’s fortunes.
Your hard earned
achievements smell equally tempting to the Shebug. She will watch you toil at a
distance cleverly cloaked in her unique camouflage, ready to snatch your ideas
no sooner you polish them before presenting to your boss -- re-labeled under her
name!
World history pages
brim over with tales of high flyer Shebugs. Dwell on the plethora of Shebugs
showcased in the Bible, literature, mythology, art, and feel the chilly tingle
creep up your spine.
And what about
Scarlett O’Hara, feisty Southern Belle who picks off her own sister’s fiancé in
order to secure her own financial footing? Ouch...
Forewarned is
forearmed: by listening and observing what really goes through a Shebug’s
manipulative mind puts --and keeps you -- in pole position.
For life!
