The Groom of the Stool helped a king with toiletry, excrement, and other messy bodily functions. This was simultaneously one of the most repugnant and sought-after duties in the English royal castle. The Groom of the Stool was well-paid to keep the king's secrets. Although the duties were literally wiping shit off the king, the position was not considered a lowly one. The Groom of the Stool could pass secret messages to and from the king. One word from the Groom of the Stool was enough to change the fortunes of anyone in the royal court. He could act as a gatekeeper to grant access to the king in private.
H. R. Haldeman was chief of staff in the Nixon white house. He was a Groom of the Stool in that he kept Nixon's secrets and did some of his dirty work.
That chief of staff we hired last month is a real Groom of the Stool. He spends all his time cleaning up after the CEO and knows the secrets of every director. Never cross him or your ass is out the door.
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2 million.