One Million Dollars! No, Wait... Just Paradise Found: Couple's Island Life Isn't All Mai Tais and Mini-Me's

From Dishwasher to Island Boss: The Origin Story

Mwahahaha! Greetings puny humans! Doctor Evil here reporting live from my... uh... undisclosed location. I've been reading about this LeBlanc fella and his she mate Robinson. Apparently this LeBlanc started as a mere DISHWASHER! A dishwasher! Can you imagine?! I Doctor Evil once had to fire a guy for merely SUGGESTING I do dishes. Now he runs some fancy hotel in Cambodia. It seems even evil geniuses must keep an eye on the competition… although their diabolical plans seem to involve... happy customers? What is this madness?!

Locked on an Island: Sounds Like My Kind of Prison!

So they're 'locked' on these islands surrounded by water? Sounds less like paradise and more like my old volcano lair after Austin Powers blew it up… AGAIN! But instead of sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads they're dealing with… staff villages. Apparently it's like summer camp but with more complaining and less arts and crafts. 'Differences in personalities and opinions,' she says. Oh the horror! If only I had such problems. All my minions ever did was ask for more money and complain about the lack of dental.

Happy Employees? Is That Even a Thing?

Robinson claims she needs to ensure 100 employees are happy. Happy?! Bah! My employees were motivated by fear... and the occasional company pizza party (okay maybe two). LeBlanc DJs for them? What?! Where's the giant laser? Where's the elaborate death trap? This isn't evil it's… HR! I need to rethink my strategy. Maybe a mandatory 'evil laugh' competition with a bonus for the most menacing cackle?

Saltwater Woes and Reclaiming Forests: The Real Evil

Saltwater creates maintenance issues the forest tries to reclaim itself... These are the REAL villains people! Nature! It's always trying to foil my plans for world domination by I don't know growing too many trees or something. And this resort is the size of Central Park? I could fit SO MANY EVIL SCHEMES in a space that big! Imagine the possibilities… a giant laser pointer to annoy cats worldwide?! A global tax on bad toupees?!

Far From Family Close to Chaos: The Expat Struggle

Living far from family? I know the feeling! Try being banished to outer space after your time machine malfunctions! Though admittedly I did try to kill Austin Powers so maybe I deserved it. And they adopted dogs? Dogs! Where's Mr. Bigglesworth?! Oh right... hairball incident. I still miss that cat. Maybe I need a support animal for my evil doing. A tiny fluffy hamster named... Mini Me 2.0!

Working Together? Separated Offices are Key Baby!

Living AND working together? That's a recipe for disaster! Unless… separate offices! Brilliant! Even an evil genius like myself needs some alone time. But… brainstorming on holidays? They're finding inspiration from their travels? This sounds suspiciously like… teamwork! *shudders* I need to go lie down. And find a new slightly less cooperative Mini Me.