First, I purposely mispronounce his last name. I don't do it to his face, and I've only said it to others a couple of times, but it's more about how I mispronounce it. Because his last name is Hoogerbrugge. (And no, that's not made up. That's really his name.) And I don't like to brag, but I'm pretty good at figuring out anagrams for things. The reason I don't like to brag about that is because I think I might have a touch of dyslexia. But it's only enough dyslexia to make me a slow reader, a great Scrabble player, and a pretty decent anagram finder. It's not really a super-power. It's more like a mediocre-power. At any rate, I noticed that an anagram for Hoogerbrugge is Booger Hugger. And that made me imagine him as someone who hugged giant boogers. So now, every time I see him, I think about him hugging giant boogers. And that makes me feel better about him being a tool.
And the second thing I did to get back at him was post this to my blog. Now people know that Hans Hoogerbrugge is kind of a jerk. And a total Booger Hugger.