Thanks to several readers for sending me this article in today’s New York Post. Yup, more and more of us over-educated astronomically-paid chattel are fleeing midtown highrises en masse, in a desperate exodus to just about anywhere that isn’t a fluorescent-lit cubicle. The sad part of it all is that the hordes of slavering law school students lining up to take our places still haven’t shrunk an iota. Sure, the entire experience was Dante’s 8th circle of hell for all those Gen X weaklings, but it’ll be different for me! I can take the pain! Plus, by the time I get there the newly-formed HR Associate Life Initiative will have kicked in and we’ll get slashed billable quotas and weekly ice cream socials! Ah the tenacity of desperate hope.
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