People hate success. Even perceived success, however minor. It could be something that you take for granted, a natural progression in your order of business. But stepping out of the lift queue and taking the stairs marks you out as a target.

“Who does he think he is?” Not a drone obviously.

Self actualization. Or sit in your chair.

The best example I’ve heard is “I don’t care who wins the lottery as long as it’s no one I know”.

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