"We'd like to hire you, work you half to death, stress you out, deny you your benefits when you need them, pass you over for promotions, pay you a lower salary than you deserve, and then lay you off when you need this job the most. Is all that okay with you?"(This cartoon originally appeared in the 1-2-1984 issue of the New Yorker.)
8 comments:
OK, I was discouraged, nay, depressed about my job search when I turned to your blog today. Now I am without hope. Actually, this is very funny. Well done.
I thought that dude looked like my husband.
Sure as hell looks like his boss.
Hi is this the job for Wal-Mart or the Starbucks next to the Walmart?
I'm with Crayons. I'm going home to bed.
i knew all bosses were republicans
That's exactly what my boss asked me! What are the odds?
sounds like "truth in advertising"!
Crayons-Sometimes gallows humor is what we need.
Whiskey-Your hubby must be one fine looking dude.
Evil-It's for both. Want to apply?
Coaster-No bed for you! Mama Gin says get up!
Dcap-I wish you had told me that sooner.
Barb-A million to one.
Micgar-Yep.
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