Fezziwig
and Scrooge are complete opposites as bosses. Scrooge is a miserly, misanthropic loner,
described as follows:
Oh! but he was a tight-fisted hand
at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old
sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret,
and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.
We learn
that his clerk, Bob Cratchit, literally has a small fire, perhaps of one coal, and doesn't dare
ask for more because he knows Scrooge will threaten to fire him if he does. Cratchit huddles in
his comforter and tries to warm himself with his candle. Scrooge even begrudges him the day off
for Christmas, saying that because he has to pay him for it anyway, it is a way of picking his
pocket. Scrooge gives no Christmas party or Christmas treat. He doesn't even offer well wishes
to Cratchit.
In constrast, when the Ghost of Christmas Past transports
Scrooge back in time, Scrooge witnesses the joyful...
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