A former boss told a story once that was super relatable.
It was about change and how it’s not always necessary… He went on about how one business changed their payment policies so that everything was done by some kind of payment card, they wouldn’t accept cash/cheque with their new system.
He was basically bitching about having to pay by card for something he usually pays for by cheque.
The super relatable service that “pulled this on him”? It was a dry dock for his boat.
Yep. Super relatable bossman. I can barely pay my bills on what I’m paid, and you’re being super relatable talking about how you store your boat in the winter. 🖕
Jesus, that is even worse than a “let them eat cake” moment. This would be like Marie Antoinette eating cake in front of the starving peasants and then saying “be grateful for the opportunity to watch me eat cake!”
What happened to us? When did our spirits become so broken that the rich figuratively spit in our face and we thank them for it?
A former boss told a story once that was super relatable.
It was about change and how it’s not always necessary… He went on about how one business changed their payment policies so that everything was done by some kind of payment card, they wouldn’t accept cash/cheque with their new system.
He was basically bitching about having to pay by card for something he usually pays for by cheque.
The super relatable service that “pulled this on him”? It was a dry dock for his boat.
Yep. Super relatable bossman. I can barely pay my bills on what I’m paid, and you’re being super relatable talking about how you store your boat in the winter. 🖕
Last year, my CEO said if we finish the project on time, he’ll buy a new truck and bring it around the office for everyone to check it out.
This would be his 20th truck he bought.
So relatable!
Jesus, that is even worse than a “let them eat cake” moment. This would be like Marie Antoinette eating cake in front of the starving peasants and then saying “be grateful for the opportunity to watch me eat cake!”
What happened to us? When did our spirits become so broken that the rich figuratively spit in our face and we thank them for it?
Thank you for your moisture.
If you want to check out a new truck that you don’t own, just go to a dealership not looking like a bum and they might even let you drive it.
Don’t even need to not look like a bum, I’ve gone on a few test drives looking like a bum.
As long as you don’t smell like a bum.