I say “I have chosen the wrong profession”
because where I work, bonuses are an indication of good work and company
success. Apparently, there are careers
where one gets bonuses irrespective of quality of work or organizational
prosperity. Careers where one can fail
his/her way to seven or eight-figure incomes.
Hey, man, where do I stand in line?!
I can run Hewlett-Packard into the ground equally as well as Carly Fiorina. I can leave taxpayers on the hook for bailout
money as well as any executive at AIG and I can loot a company and force it
into bankruptcy with the swift efficiency of Bain Capital. Just give me a chance!
The only stipulation seems to be that I not possess a soul…or
at the very least possess one so utterly devoid of anything resembling
compassion, a basic sense of decency or even passing familiarity with the
golden rule. I just have to be okay with
ripping the rug out from under the people who ARE performing good work; those
hard-working folks who aren't trying to build themselves a car elevator or a
moat around their tony mansion. They’re
feeding and clothing kids, making mortgage payments on a little two or three-bedroom
bungalow, and just trying to make it, one paycheck at a time, praying to God
they don’t get sick because they can’t afford the hospital. Don't care what you do to them, you've got two pockets of your own to line. Business is business and they're all 'takers' anyway. I'm the maker here.
That’s the only requirement.
Check your humanity at the door.
Never mind. I’m going
back to work.
