I knew the Accountant, Ken Michaelson and the Office Manager, Jean Furuya, and they tipped me off.
Ken told me he had argued to no avail against Chuck's decision.
The purpose of the so-called contest was to generate sales, boost Mike's ego, and take me down in front of the others. Chuck was the owner and he wouldn't be sidetracked with a little thing like fairness :)
Part of me really enjoyed working for Creative Galleries. I have many fond memories. I've written about many celebrities I met while I was there.
But, as I mentioned at the beginning of my outsized tale, there is a character flaw in me where I get in my own way when I'm around AUTHORITY which has rigged things against any rational action. I can't seem to help myself.
So, it is as much a case study in my neuroses as the particular characters and events.
I went back to visit about 10 years later. I didn't see Mike. There were all new employees. Jean was there and Mike came out and took me aside and asked me not to tell any of the employees anything. He meant (I gathered) that it was possible to have a decent life outside of working for him.
The Antique Guild had closed and his river of opportunistic business had dried into something less than it had been.
It was bittersweet.