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...center, with the Justice Party leaning a bit to the right and the Republicans to the left. But such a coalition appears impossible, because of the personal animosity and bitter rivalry between the two men. They are totally different in style and personality: Ecevit, 54, is an intense, ulcer-suffering intellectual and poet; Demirel, 55, is a talkative extravert and was a successful private businessman before he entered politics...
Will you be the kind of doctor who cares more about the case than the person? ("Nurse, call the gastric ulcer and have him come in at three.") You'll know you're in trouble if you find yourself wishing they would mail in their liver in a plain brown envelope...
...employees, Carlson is part saint, part demon. He works tirelessly, and expects nothing less from subordinates. His executive row is nicknamed Ulcer Alley. Managers must meet monthly profits targets or file "deviation reports" explaining how and why they were unable to do so. An annual four-day show-and-tell fiesta at the sprawling company lodge at Minnesuing Acres near Superior, Wis., also spurs executive performance. Corporate officers are required to recount how they have or have not met their sales goals of the year. Recalls a former employee: "Carlson would chew you out for three hours straight while others...
...Curley also needed three sets to dispose of his opponent in an ulcer-provoking match...
...last night's game gave Terrier fans a little indigestion, the Ithaca battle between Cornell and Providence left Big Red supporters with a bleeding ulcer. The Friars had jumped out to a seemingly unbeatable 5-1, third period lead before a horrified sell-out crowd at Walker Arena before the Big Red caught fire, as John Stornik, Steve Hennessy and John Olds left Providence with only a one-goal lead. Randy Wilson could have clinched the game with a minute left, but he missed an empty net and Cornell's Lance Nethery came back to blast the puck past John...