Catch Seniority Fever!

My job for the next half hour or so is to read the Company Policy Manual. And when I ran across this snippet, I had to share:

P***y P**********s provides employees with three paid personal days per calendar year … After 20 years of employment, employees will receive five paid personal days per year, instead of three.

Don’t do me no favors, Mister The Man.

LATER:

Guess who reads blogs looking for references to the company I work for? The company I work for! So I've scrubbed a few specifics, and from here on out I think I'll just be silent about my work life on this blog, the same way I'm silent about my love life. Just know that, after two days, I'm actually having a lot of fun, and I actually don't see things changing in the near future, because the only thing I ever hated about nine-to-fiving was that it ate up all my day and everything was closed when the workday was done. In New York, no such problem obtains---everything cool happens after 6, and if I was free during the day I wouldn't be doing much anyway. So sacrificing those hours to a job I'm good at that actually pays the rent is a no-brainer.