Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I recently found myself in a car with one of my colleagues. We were snarkily discussing the distribution of a small pot of money by our department head. We got miniscule raises (yes, raises, I know, shocking). We were wondering where the hell the money could have gone…even our miniscule raises do not add up to the money pot. I look over. The car rapidly approaching, then passing us is a very expensive little foreign convertible. Driving the car? Department head. I shit you not. It could only have been better if a bikini clad Tawny Kitaen was in the passenger seat and $100 bills were flying out.