In NYC, too. "How much are you paying?" is one of the first things you ask when you walk into someone's apartment.
See, this is totally what I'm like, and I've found some people get weird.
Remember that sex we were planning to have, ever again?
Zoe ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sue - Feb 11, 2005 10:10:49 am PST #6330 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Noumenon - Feb 11, 2005 10:11:16 am PST #6331 of 10002
No other candidate is asking the hard questions, like "Did geophysicists assassinate Jim Henson?" or "Why is there hydrogen in America's water supply?" --defective yeti
The taboo about disclosing salaries has its weak points -- unequal information between labor and management, difficulty identifying better work opportunities. It's not pleasant or efficient to have a store where only the manager knows all the prices and can charge each person different without their knowing, so why should the labor market be different? I know, salary is status and revealing it causes a lot of envy, but it would cut down on the amount of wasteful purchasing people have to do to signal higher status or try to fake it.
It also might do something about discrimination. For example, you can see something's wrong just from the averages, where the median salary for a single male is $26,700 and for a single female is $18,160. If you could see that kind of discrepancy at an individual level with people in your workplace, it could never last.
Allyson - Feb 11, 2005 10:11:57 am PST #6332 of 10002
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Salary: 41K
Rent: 800 per month
Debt: 21K
Not giving a rat's ass who knows?
Priceless.
I mean, I tell you people when I have earwax the size of a roach making me deaf. Why should I care about something as ridiculous as this? You know what I do for a living, some of you have seen the small box I live in and the car I drive, so, I mean, really?
Sue - Feb 11, 2005 10:17:13 am PST #6333 of 10002
hip deep in pie
That baby tossing story? False. The woman was trying to cover her own pregnancy: [link]
Allyson - Feb 11, 2005 10:20:07 am PST #6334 of 10002
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
That baby tossing story? False. The woman was trying to cover her own pregnancy:
I thought this morning that it was bullshit, but then I saw an interview with a little boy who said he saw it all happen. Then I figured I was a jerk.
Dana - Feb 11, 2005 10:20:29 am PST #6335 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
That baby tossing story? False. The woman was trying to cover her own pregnancy:
What?!? Christ on a stick.
Betsy HP - Feb 11, 2005 10:20:47 am PST #6336 of 10002
If I only had a brain...
Actually, I'm profoundly relieved.
Anne W. - Feb 11, 2005 10:22:06 am PST #6337 of 10002
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Then what about the woman who stepped forward to say that she was the mother?
Betsy HP - Feb 11, 2005 10:22:07 am PST #6338 of 10002
If I only had a brain...
You know what the suckiest way to find out somebody's left the company is?
Sending mail, having it bounce, and finding out she isn't in the company directory any more.
brenda m - Feb 11, 2005 10:23:55 am PST #6339 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I don't see rent curiousity as an offensive thing, really, since people are always looking for places to live.
It's funny, though, because I don't at all mind saying ($859, FTR, about to go to $885), but it feels like something I shouldn't be saying out loud. Dunno why.
In one of the usual odd coincidences around here, I've spent the day doing the one thing you're never, ever supposed to do at work: researching job opportunities and salaries for my position.
But my VP asked me to! She wants the info to put in front of the Big Boss she meets with him to discuss performance and compensation. I've been specifically instructed to find data that shows I should get more money.