Today I noticed a sign in one of my boss’ office that read, “You can’t have a filet mignon lifestyle with a hot dog work ethic.” I didn’t say anything, but it kinda pissed me off because:
1) As much as I’d like to live in a meritocracy, work ethic ≠ pay grade. I know people with filet mignon work ethic who consider themselves lucky to afford a hot dog lifestyle, and I know people with hot dog work ethic that could buy an entire restaraunt’s worth of filet mignon.
2) We don’t work for a Fortune 500 company. He gets paid more than I do, but there’s no one in our building who can afford fucking filet mignon on a regular basis. Maybe a medium rare cut from Outback Steakhouse.
Honestly, I’m just glad I don’t like steak.