To illustrate this idea, here's a side-by-side comparison of my mugger and my ex-boss, measured in several categories that I made up to prove my point.
Favorite Catch Phrase
Mugger: Hey Chica! Over here!
Edge: It's a draw.
Mugger: Grabbing at my purse.
Ex-Boss: Employing supposed "rapport building technique" of mimicking EVERY DAMN HAND GESTURE MADE BY THE PERSON SEATED ACROSS FROM HIM.
Mugger: Something that sounded like, "You should eat your father in HELL." (My Spanish is bad).
Ex-Boss: "You should buy more porn."
Edge: Have to give this one to the boss.
Mugger: Out prowling the streets at all hours.
Ex-Boss: In by 10 a.m. almost every morning. Often worked right through til lunch.
Mugger: Tried to grab a purse containing some insured credit cards and three tubes of lip gloss.
Ex-Boss: Tried to keep half of last two paychecks, all unused vacation time and some personal items kept at the office; claimed "record keeping error" when contacted by attorney.
Edge: Mugger again.
Long-term Risk Posed to Society
Mugger: May grab a few more wallets.
Ex-Boss: May breed.
Edge: Mugger. Oh lord god in heaven. It's sooooo the mugger.
Well there you go. My parents cringed at the thought of my riding the bus with, gasp, illegals. But they were EXCITED that I could have the opportunity to spend a large chunk of every day locked in a room with a jackass who started every other conversation with, "I know some people will say I shouldn't talk about something like this at work, but...heh..." Clearly they are stupid and I should move to Galludet and use the money I save on rent to buy better-quality beer.