In case this has never occurred to you, snack items can be lunch.
Inside, the article is "How to Make Meals From Office Snacks/At start-ups and luxurious companies, the free lunch is for the taking, if you’re bold enough." I look forward to more NYT articles about things that are "free... for the taking, if you’re bold enough."
How to Stock Your Home Office... supplies are free, if you're bold enough!
For Shoppers at Department Stores: The clothes and makeup you need for your big date are free for the taking, if you're bold enough.
For Diners at Middling Restaurants: Your home supply of sugar and ketchup is free, if you're bold enough.
Oh, now, I'm going too far! The NYT is talking about the conditions at "start-ups and luxurious companies." It's okay to take advantage of them, just like it's okay — even a great idea — to tax the rich to pay for things you want for the poor. Well, the workers at start-ups and luxurious companies aren't exactly poor, but they are young and hip and — I'm sure — socialist. So it's not petty theft or bad faith. It's cool, cool enough to be front-paged in the NYT.
Now, why do we need a 2,000-word article about how to grab office snacks for lunch. Is it about the moral question? The legal details? Is it about the office culture — what other employees and your superiors think of the worker who raids the shared snacks to assemble a meal? Is it about the nutritional details of a fruit and cheese (and whether Steve Jobs sort of died of being a fruitatarian)?
It's about the cuisine — the "scrappy new cuisine." And the makers of this new cuisine are stepping up to preen about it and the NYT is printing their names:
“I literally never go out and buy lunch,” said Rebecca Jennings, a culture reporter at Vox Media.... Her signature dish? The personal “work pizza,” which makes use of complimentary bread, sriracha and Babybel. Jennings bakes these ingredients in the toaster oven for about four and a half minutes, until the cheese begins to brown. After that, she adds a special touch. “We have this drawer that I don’t think a lot of the people at the office know about, with leftover Parmesan cheese packets from when big teams order pizza,” she said. “I’ll sprinkle that on top.”They know now! And what do they think of you? The NYT doesn't seem to have asked anyone. They present Jennings's pridefulness as if everyone will admire her for her ingeniousness and her can-do spirit. There's no one to say she's using too much of the best items or that she's stinking up the place cooking cheeses that they'd only presume to eat cold.
No, it's on to the next person whose snacking gets called not only "lunch" but "cuisine." It's "Kira Fisher, who has worked for several social media companies, including Tumblr...." Wait. Are Vox and Tumblr "luxurious companies"? They're not "startups," are they? Aren't media companies struggling these days?
“One thing I really like to do is make a cheese plate,” [Fisher] said. “Getting all the fruit we have in the office and cutting it — cutting the apples, having grapes, finding whatever cheese they have — and making a little spread, a little office mezze platter.”Having grapes? Based on the photograph, I think they meant "halving grapes." And did she really cut grapes apples with that little plastic knife? This lady is munching on fruit and cheese and taking enough to feel all right without more. But she's calling it "a little office mezze platter." So that makes it cuisine... or bullshit. Take your pick. And maybe it is what media companies deserve. Why is Kira Fisher working at Tumblr? She got her start at "the food blog Sad Desk Lunch, where she cataloged user-submitted photos of bleak workday meals."
Elsewhere online, lists of so-called “D.I.Y. office snacks” and “office snack hacks” recommend unofficial uses of office kitchen appliances, such as using a Keurig coffee maker to cook ramen.And the point there was humor. Office snack lunches are depressing. But the NYT is presenting this as a jaunty lifestyle.
According to Ms. Fisher, the great challenge of office cooking is overcoming the sweetness of snack food. She sometimes makes yogurt feel more lunch-like by adding a handful of crushed-up potato chips, or a salty “new wave snack” like Biena roasted chickpeas.Is that an embedded ad for Biena? Here, buy some of that "new wave snack" through my Amazon portal. You can pay $1 an ounce for chickpeas — or let your "luxurious" company pay — and feel free to put them on yogurt (in your heroic struggle to overcome the sweetness).
A "sales manager" named Michael Sztanski is quoted enthusing about "a make-your-own-bowl-type thing":
“I’ll take the hard-boiled eggs and chop them up to make egg salad with mayo, pepper and salt. That’ll be one part of the bowl. Then I’ll crush up Doritos, or any chip — most recently, I’ve been using Sun Chips. I’ll crush them up as another part of the bowl. Then I get mozzarella balls, which I’ll throw in there as well. And a jerky stick.”I'm doing a make-your-own-blog-post-type thing, and yet I will pass on Sztanski's jerky stick.
The NYT does get to some other issues. There are a few words about nutrition. There's taxation: Employers have been deducting the cost of snacks, and it hasn't been taxed as income to the employees. Then there's the question whether you could "get fired for abusing workplace food privileges." A lawprof is quoting speculating that "maybe the employer is going to start saying that this is a crime, like embezzlement or theft." And Jennings is quoted feeling "embarrassment." But:
She probably should not be concerned. “Vox Media’s office cafes make for great spots to gather, have serendipitous run-ins and host creative brainstorms,” a spokeswoman for the company wrote in an email. “It’s no surprise our employees have grown as clever with the snacks as we are with our work.”That's the right answer for PR and tax purposes. And I believe it, actually. The company is keeping you on campus and basically still working. I've worked in places that serve outright lunches, and it was obvious that the point was to keep you on site and in work mode.
Ah! Finally, we get to "the ethics of snacks." A philosophy professor is consulted:
“Are they an unpaid intern or an underpaid employee suffering from broader social injustices?” [Brookes Brown, an assistant professor of philosophy at Clemson University]. “Or are they the C.E.O. who wants to make a higher rung on the Forbes wealthiest people list?”I'd like a little detail on the philosophy of that. What is the ethical principle that authorizes readjusting your pay? What's the point of talking to a philosophy professor if you're going to get an answer that sounds like the first thing an employee caught stealing would blurt out?!
There's a second philosophy professor:
“It definitely matters whether the snacks show up in an endless supply or whether there’s a limited amount put out each day,” said Karen Stohr, an associate professor of philosophy at Georgetown University. “The 17th-century British philosopher John Locke put this in terms of an obligation to leave ‘enough, and as good’ for other people,” she said. “That seems to apply to employer-provided snacks.”That's the Lockean proviso. Read about it here. Locke was talking about taking land from the natural world and making it private property, so I think you need to do some philosophizing to get from nature to an employer and from a human being working on land to an employee eating snacks, but — what the hell? — the article is getting long, we were just pausing to snack on philosophy, and it's time to get back to Kira Fisher. She says the snacks at Vox Media "are restocked daily."
“There’s always plenty left over, so I don’t feel bad at all,” she said. “But if you are the type to go in really early in the morning and take all of the most desired thing, like the cups of guacamole or the hard-boiled eggs, that’s extremely un-chill.”And that's how it ends, with imagining somebody else who's doing the same thing but they're doing more, and when you think about them, they seem gross. They're un-chill. Hey, Kira, look at Michael, he's taking the hard-boiled eggs and chopping them up with mayonnaise to make egg salad as one part of a bowl and then crushing up Doritos. Should he be ashamed?
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How to Stock Your Home Office... supplies are free, if you're bold enough!
For Shoppers at Department Stores: The clothes and makeup you need for your big date are free for the taking, if you're bold enough.
For Diners at Middling Restaurants: Your home supply of sugar and ketchup is free, if you're bold enough.
Almost did a spit-take of my breakfast all over my laptop keyboard.
You're in great form this morning, Ann.
Back in my day, it was embarrassing to rely on handouts.
So what's wrong with bananas. Are they the wrong shape?
I guess this is what passes for ethics among millennials. Socialism in miniature.
Put down the guacamole cups. Guacamole cups are for closers.
All we ever had was vending machines for between meal stuff. Also a cafeteria what would sell you breakfast or lunch on weekdays.
No wonder these fools are socialists...they actually believe there is such a thing as a free lunch....
Law firms always paid for my lunch and dinner. During my years in Manhattan an entire new line of businesses opened that produced higher quality take out, guaranteed to not stink of take out. But, it was still take out in styrofoam containers.
Partners often were served extravagant lunches in their dining room and the leftovers were trucked to a conference room for the plebes.
And, the law firms wanted me to stay at my desk and work.
Where I work, the students get free breakfast lunch and dinner, but I have to pay.
Why cant these kids put a turkey sandwich and a piece of fruit in a bag and bring it to work? Is it a “well the snacks are free and easy so why bother” thing? Is there no independent appeal in being self sufficient?
The start ups I worked for in the 90s provided nothing.
They preferred that I work from home on my own equipment.
Start ups are luxurious now?
The attraction of the start ups back during the dot com era was a high pay rate, 50% higher than with other employers. But, no security and no lunch.
"I will pass on Sztanski's jerky stick."
I think I know why. It's the unchill farting cows, isn't it?
This is way too much philosophy for me. I'll stick with some pragmatism.
A create of fruit is delivered every week to my office. At the end of the week, one of my colleagues takes all the overripe bananas. It's that or they get thrown away.
Amenities like snacks and fruit are intended to get workers to work happier for more hours. A person making lunch out of food around the office is not taking a long lunch break.
Back to my first point. Fresh fruit goes to waste.
"When communism is finally built on Earth, will there still be pilfering?
No! Everything will have been stolen under socialism!” - Old Soviet joke.
I was going to write about whether it's annoying to be the sort of person who cuts grapes in half.
I Googled "people who cut grapes in half" ... and I was plunged into the world of parents who feel they must cut grapes in half lest their child be one of the many children who choke on grapes. Grapes are the third most common food that children choke to death on. (The first two are hot dogs and candy.)
I'll just say a person who cuts her grapes in half is perhaps unconsciously extending her babyhood, carrying on what her parents once did for her, protecting her from tiny evils.
I was going to say that people who cut their grapes in half are either: 1. annoyingly fussy, 2. performing the theater that makes not enough food feel like food (like Mickey Mouse, starving, cutting the last bean in half), or 3. strangely concerned about the propensity of intact grapes to roll around on the plate.
Haven't been in a law firm for over 20 years, but rule #1 of company provided food was:
Woe unto you if you take the food out of order of rank. Take food out of the hands of a partner and you're dead meat.
“Are they an unpaid intern or an underpaid employee suffering from broader social injustices?”
Why don’t these “underpaid” people go to the other employers that are willing to pay them their true worth? One might ask.
Here is another free dining tip for a future NYT article. Go into a busy restaurant at lunch time. Sit in the waiting area. When a customer gets up and leaves, leaving food on the plate, go in and sit down. Finish what was left.
Love these takedowns from AA. Is this kind of post what they used to call "fisking"?
Correction: Mickey Mouse cuts the bean into thirds (sharing with Donald Duck and Goofy).
"Peel me a grape, crush me some ice
Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow..."
You've come a long way, baby.
I was going to write about whether it's annoying to be the sort of person who cuts grapes in half.
The recipe for Waldorf Salad calls for grapes cut in half.
Some managers guard their snacks aggressively. They only want their own direct reports to partake from their snack budget.
Soon, very soon, that plastic knife will be illegal to own or use. Forget about plastic forks, spoons, straws, cups, and plastic containers. Caught owning or using one will put you in prison. Just ask AOC.
They should have put a comb instead of a plastic knife in that photo, but they weren't bold enough.
That’s an epic parsing, Althouse. Of course, you could have just pointed, laughed, and muttered, “douche!”.
As the mother of two toddlers: why on earth would you cut grapes as an adult. It’s messy and annoying (the juice gets everywhere).
Slate talked about free food at work this week too. Link.
Heapsters.
"Law firms always paid for my lunch and dinner.... Partners often were served extravagant lunches in their dining room and the leftovers were trucked to a conference room for the plebes...."
At the law firm where I worked from 1982 to 1984, there was a lawyers dining room and a staff dining room. Lunch was served in both places (and it was a hot lunch with all sorts of choices), and dinner was served only in the staff dining room, so lawyers would mix with the rest of the crowd at night. Everyone took the lunch, and it was a good idea to be seen at dinner, even though as a lawyer could also go out to dinner and the client would be charged for that dinner. It wasn't worth your time to go out to dinner though, and it was good for your reputation to be seen at dinner in the staff dining room.
Isn't this an ass backward acknowledgement by the NYT that we're in a full employment economy? A Trump success?
Employees get greedy and complacent in a full employment economy.
In the mid 90s, in another era of full employment, we'd interview a tech guy and then have him wait in a conference room. If we liked him we offered him the job on the spot.
Otherwise, we'd lose him.
That convertible shopping trip has ratcheted up the Althousian voice to a ten, so I hope you do buy one and drive it frequently.
This is a typical NYT piece that attempts to make a story out of the dullest banalities, simply because they involve millennials, and in fact is aimed at millennials who love to read about themselves. The real estate section used to regularly feature stories about a young couple's search for an apartment. They applied for this one and didn't get it! Then they applied for another one! I no longer bother reading that section.
Jennings bakes these ingredients in the toaster oven for about four and a half minutes, until the cheese begins to brown.
The odd thing about this recipe? The toaster oven. Where is the fire marshal?
I should acknowledge that all of my points have already been made.
Off topic, London's Heathrow Lounge has the best buffet. Rome's Fiumicino's Lounge buffet is not so vegetarian friendly and is scarce. Paris we took a train first class; had a lunch box. There is such a thing as a free lunch, if the company pays.
My office supplies me with lunch, and snacks too.
But I do have to go to Dunkin to get croissant/sausage sandwich and coffee combo. The snacks are a little farther down the road at the grocery store.
"She got her start at "the food blog Sad Desk Lunch, where she cataloged user-submitted photos of bleak workday meals."
And she was paid to do this? Amazing...Ann, I hope your Amazon partnership is lucrative.
Althouse: I was going to write about whether it's annoying to be the sort of person who cuts grapes in half.
It actually is rather pretentious to cut grapes in half on a fruit/cheese/meat platter. That stuff is meant to be eaten with fingers.
tcrosse The recipe for Waldorf Salad calls for grapes cut in half.
That makes sense because a cut up grape will exude/seep/ooze more of its flavor while marinating with the rest of the ingredients. Plus....it is really frustratingly hard to spear a grape with a fork (and funny to watch). Cut up grapes keeps them from falling off of the fork or rolling around.
The ethics of free snacks in the workplace: Don't be a pig. Save some for everyone else. People notice and WILL retaliate. Snacks are serious starters of inter office wars.
I look forward to more NYT articles about things that are "free... for the taking, if you’re bold enough.
Donald Trump noted that there was pussy, free for the taking, if you're bold enough.
"They should have put a comb instead of a plastic knife in that photo, but they weren't bold enough. "
After that, she adds a special touch. “We have this drawer that I don’t think a lot of my staff know about, with leftover scalp oil packets from when staffers order pizza,” she said. “And then I’ll sprinkle a pinch of dandruff on top.”
I'm not surprised that the "philosophy professors" spewed lazy bullshit.
Whether or not it's ethical comes down to employer expectations. They put out free food for the employees. Was it intended to just be a nibble here and there? Or are people welcome to take what they want? Are there no expectations beyond, "when it's gone, it's gone until tomorrow"? Is the employer buying more because they keep running out, not realizing that some employees are using it other than intended?
Also, there may be extra rolls of toilet paper in the bathrooms that you can bring home with you.
Cutting grapes in half is partly to ensure that they don't skitter out of the bowl and roll away when you try to stab them with a fork, and partly to reassure the diner that they have been humanely prepared for consumption.
Hipsters eat only cruelty-free vegetables.
Hah!
The Slate article Madison Man at 8:31 really illustrates the interoffice bad feelings that can arise when some people are greedy pigs and act like adult toddlers about free food and free snacks.
I'm not surprised that the "philosophy professors" spewed lazy bullshit.
Philosophy professor types don't live in the real world. They wouldn't recognize bullshit even if they were piling onto their plates at a free lunch. They would just want to make sure that they had the biggest portions of it.
HERE'S how you go about making pizza at work!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vs1GWCmNkAM
When it's done; you'll be able to smell the goodness, all the way up into the cockpit!
One of the ways that I divide the world is that you are either a "giver" or a "taker". These folks are definitely takers! A friend of mine runs a free Christmas dinner event each year for the poor and homeless. You would be surprised at all the people who have sufficient means who come to partake of free food. He has given up on trying to police it.
I supervised temp lawyers on document review projects. Sometimes if multiple reviews were going on, meals would be provided by one client for its lawyers but not by the other client for its lawyers. Convincing the latter group that they had to feed themselves was as difficult a supervisory task as I've had - some people consider the perk to be the ultimate of appreciation.
Althouse, reading the New York Times so that we don't have to.
Thank you, Althouse. This largely makes up for your regrettable comments re l'affaire Hickenlooper yesterday.
Commenting is free, if you're bold enough.
Precious white collar millennials. Ever so chill.
Scoops, this hits home. Totally relatable. Swiping grapes from meeting trays and sugar packets from the supply drawer is slice of life for the XXYZ Gen. TECH START-UPS
Ethicists, HR experts, Vox writers, theater majors, nutritionists, life coaches, rescued street cats....
The NYT nowadays is basically a catalog of First World Problems.
I supervised temp lawyers on document review projects.
Jesus! That's brutal work.
$100,000 in student loan debt to sit on your ass and prepare docs for a db for discovery.
Glamorous!
Fisking is impossible to do effectively on Twitter.
If they are putting out big platters of food every day, it's better to eat it than to let it go to waste. When I worked for a big company they would just leave "leftovers" on the counter, so they didn't stay fresh for very long and would be thrown out at the end of the day.
That said, as a "woman of a certain age" I would not want a large midday meal, because too much food makes me sleepy. So I could make a "lunch" of a small plate of fruit and cheese (no hard boiled eggs for me though, like Althouse, I find them smelly and repulsive).
If the food is just sitting there you might as well eat it, as long as you don't hog all of the good stuff.
I loved your take on the article though!
I'm indulging in the feeding-related frenzy of writing words and thinking about food...at the same time!
A number caught my eye ...
"why do we need a 2,000-word article about how to grab office snacks for lunch."
Well, not reading the article and also not reading much of the 1460 word response means "we" accomplished not reading 3460 words about eating snacks, minus the hundred or so words which indicated that there was no good reason to read the other words.
When Hickenlooper worked in the oil industry, he was bold enough to take advantage of the leftover fracking fluid he found in this tank not many people knew about.
back when i was a little kid, i watched the pilot of That Girl, and She made a meal out out of hot water, crackers and catsup while at a restaurant (on account of because she was poor).
I FREAKED OUT, and asked my mom if you could Really do that? and she said 'well, yes'
and i was like: "we'll NEVER have to buy food again!"
and she was like: "well, then we'd have to eat tomato soup everyday"
and that cooled me down.
But Still
If you're poor, and you go to a Good Restaurant (like Waffle House) where they have real halfNhalf; you can get quite a few calories for the cost of a cup of coffee. Lots of cream, lots of sugar. If you look sad and forlorned enough; they might even give you a free waffle!
Anyone who puts whole grapes in a salad, or other dish, and serves it with a plastic fork is a sadist.
This is why I have no compunction about using workarounds to read the New York Times for free. That luxurious company doesn’t need my money.
I tend to eat more than my share of any freely provided snacks. But I make sure that I spread it out over the day, so that other people have plenty of opportunity to get as much as they want.
I also bring in more than my share of homemade baked goods, so nobody has any right to complain.
When I worked for Countrywide, too many people over cooked the microwave popcorn and set off the fire alarms. Angelo banned popcorn from the building.
Best post.
"When Hickenlooper worked in the oil industry, he was bold enough to take advantage of the leftover fracking fluid he found in this tank not many people knew about."
"Commenting is free, if you're bold enough."
So long and thanks for all the free LOL's!
"This is why I have no compunction about using workarounds to read the New York Times for free."
Bold!
James K,
NY Times, Real Estate, On The Hunt is where it’s at.
You can almost smell the paint drying in that Chelsea 4th floor walk-up as Iliana works from home on her ‘Found Couches of Manhattan’ website but likes all the nearby bars and restaurants.
Also, at Countrywide, Senior VPs and above, were served a fresh hot lunch in the executive dining room. I did a stint on the executive floor, but being a lowly 1st VP, I had to go to the kitchen and get my plate and take it back to my desk to eat.
Also re: the smells of people cooking in an office environment. I was once unfortunately located in an unventilated corner cubicle next to an employee kitchen. The smell of maple flavored oatmeal or burnt popcorn is nauseating, especially when it lingers for a half hour or more.
Some employees are so spoiled. Nurses are most often so busy they don’t have time to take a lunch break.
"$100,000 in student loan debt to sit on your ass and prepare docs for a db for discovery."
But you can pay that off in 3-4 years, and then you do what you want.
Best I ever did consistently was a free pop machine at a firm in Utah, which of course meant that caffeine free Diet Coke was one of the options. If the Mormons had had a majority of the partners, probably would have had an ice cream machine too. But still had a majority of non Mormons there, so we still got liquor at the parties. And I think that the last firm I was with had pastries out every mornings in the other offices. Luckily that wasn’t the case in our small office, since there was a significant diabetes problem there. Wonder if that was the decision of the partner running the office, who no doubt had the worst diabetes. I did bring them back to our office a couple times. Not having those pastries was one of those times when we grumbled, but weren’t really serious in our complaints. Still interesting that location would have such an effect on the food put out by management - high carb comfort food seems much more popular in flyover country.
I worked at a local savings and loan in the mid 70s. Every day two female employees were sent to the grocery store a block away to buy groceries and then prepare lunch for the rest of the staff. The President/CEO didn't want anyone leaving for lunch and you were expected to stay and partake.
Was also a good opportunity for everyone to catch up on the goings on of All My Children.
Nobody mentions tragedy of the commons?
I see the cheese and it’s in NYC and I think of “ The Devil Wears Prada” diet. When I feel I’m going to faint, I eat a piece of cheese.
It's all wonderful until you find out that someone has been licking the grapes when no one was looking.
I am Laslo.
When my wife worked for Anheuser-Busch, she received two free cases of beer a month. I don't drink and she maybe has two beers a year. Our neighbor's loved us. One year, I was building a brick on sand patio, and I went to a local sand and rock pit with my little Nissan pick-up to get sand loaded. The lady at the front office told me the guys at the pit wouldn't want to stop their operations to fill a little pick-up truck a half a front loader scoop at a time. I told her I had two cases of beer in the truck for them. She charged me $20 for all the sand I wanted (multiple trips) and told me to tell the guys to save her a beer. They were a good crew.
Three things: At my husband's office, they provide that "pub mix" in the tall skinny clear plastic canisters. They are fortunate to have a relatively even distribution of people who prefer the pretzels, people who prefer the little breadstick batons, people who prefer the little rye toasts, etc. But it oogs me out to think of all the hands rummaging through the mix after their favorites.
Second - in college, one of my husband's roommates was noted for his "condiment burritos." He'd buy tortillas, but everything else on his "burritos" came from leftover takeout packets of salsa, pizza cheese, crushed pepper flakes, etc. Gross.
Third and finally - after college we lived in London for a time, spending our first month in a youth hostel while we looked for work. We met two other Americans, with whom we eventually shared a house with a couple of British girls. Both of these Americans were a little poorer than we were (my husband is both frugal and creative, and he managed to graduate from college with very low-interest and very manageable loans but also with an actual savings account with money in it!). One of them would eat one giant meal a day, from the all-you-can-eat pizza place around the block (2.99 pounds sterling for unlimited trips - vs. 2.99 L for ONE trip through their sad salad bar). The other would buy a loaf of cheap bread and a jar of peanut butter and live on that for every meal. Both were horribly constipated for the whole time we lived together. Sometimes we'd buy them some fruit or vegetables out of pity.
We took a different approach: we hit the doner kabob shops frequently, where we could get lettuce, tomato, and onion included in the price of our sandwiches. They were perfect meals for poor kids: a nice soft pita, some meat (or "meat"...?), some veggies, and some tasty sauce, all for a couple of quid.
Ann's hilarious rants/fisks like this one are by far my favorite part of Althouse.
Remember when philosophers discussed the nature and purpose of the universe? Nowadays, that's how astrophysicists make their paycheck, and philosophers are left to discuss the ethical implications of free snacks......I've got the vague hunch that people who can't work out how to equitably share Doritos will vote for AOC based on her Green New Deal plan.
I shudder to think what it would have been like to make it to the New York Times and have to write glurge like this.
It's not the writing part that would kill me. It would be having serious conversations with these nitwits and fashioning 2,000-word hot takes on the latest trend.
But I was on the copy desk, and I would take my poison in short doses. Edit, write the headline, and move on.
Note: I remember an anecdote from one of the New York Times books ("The power and the glory, perhaps?). When Harrison Salisbury was a young reporter just starting out at the Times, he wanted to get a story on the front page. That was his goal. But he couldn't get editors to give him a story that stood a chance of doing so.
One day, he was told to write a story on the city's trash problem. It was considered a spinach story. Every year or so, they'd give it to one of the young reporters, who would talk to garbagemen, talk to residents, talk to the head of the city's sanitation department. Write it up and file it. No big deal.
Harrison Salisbury filed a four-part story that delved into the garbage problem in detail. They put it on the front page.
(Note: Checking up on my memory, I got the book, the reporter, and the story right, but I screwed up on everything else.). But it's a famous story in journalism circles (link to Medium, not the NYT).
When you have personally seen a young man of a certain ethnic persuasion sweep hundreds of dollars of cosmetics into a backpack and walk out of the store proudly proclaiming “I’m stealin” making lunch out of company snacks is chump change.
Obviously the best way to show you are ready to be promoted would be to bring a big (freezer-size) ziplock, and then just dump the entire snack tray into it?
Does one slice grapes lengthwise or crosswise?
At a multi-national consumer products company back in the day we had a vending machine with free soda and OJ until they caught one of the accountants (to our shame) almost emptying it out every few days.
My husband was the office garbage disposal. It's so embarrassing. We had plenty of food. He just hated taking Tupperware into the office. He did make sure to bring food in every once in a while to make up for it.
Ann Althouse said, "I look forward to more NYT articles about things that are 'free... for the taking, if you’re bold enough.'"
Coincidentally, I noticed yesterday that the old trick of opening an NYT article in your browser's "privacy mode" no longer lets you read the article after you've reached your limit of free articles. Instead, a notice popped up saying that if I wanted to read the article in privacy mode, I'd have to sign in with my NYT account, which at least partially defeats the purpose of privacy mode.
Skimming the comments, the only thought I can't shake loose. These people consider themselves educated, cultured, and want to govern the nation by eliminating the Electoral College, because the deplorables, bitter clingers, racists and bigots in Iowa, Idaho, and Wyoming, don't know anything.
Here's a useful bit of advice. If your not sure about something? Ask your Grandmother.
This fails that test.
(here in the land of depolorables if fails. NYC? Not sure)
The New Green Deal is free* if you are bold enough.
* Under current, insane definition that anything the government provides is free.
Jealousy of young, smart, successful is an attractive look for those whose darwinistic demise is nigh.
Maybe you would be happier befriending more young people rather than wallow in bitter nostalgia
I recognize The Lockean proviso: "you take what you need and you leave the rest but they should never have taken the very best"
We had subsidized ($.25) soda and snack machines at my last job. My colleague in the next cube, upon arriving in the morning, would come back from the snack room with three Mountain Dews and a Bear Claw pastry thing. This was his morning eye-opener.
Thus energized, he was able to read and write technical specifications all day.
“It’s no surprise our employees have grown as clever with the snacks as we are with our work.”
This is the funniest and least self-aware statement in the article...I actually laughed out loud.
NYT and Vox are so detached from how most of the country lives that they may as well be on Mars.
I've worked at startups with free snacks. A lot of the perishables go to waste so you might as well eat them. We had beer on tap too, but we didn't drink it until the beer bash on Fridays.
I believe the political science/economics term of art for this is “the tragedy of the commons.”
I think people aren't realizing that if you cut grapes in half you have twice as much. Plus, while you're cutting, you can look at the stem area and cut that off if it's gone bad; and yet you can still have twice as much by cutting the rest in half. I think Zeno first noticed this and it had to do with a tortoise but i am not advocating cutting a tortoise in half - neither to find out who it's mother was nor to have twice as many tortoises, supposing the species was endangered. But grapes? - the cut works. Also there's a better flavor burst with cut grapes - cut by yourself just before eating, I mean.
I use an equator cut so as to be able to do a seed check.
Should he be ashamed?
Only if he were born a man. If a woman trapped in a man's body, the same behavior must be celebrated.
After all, they've shown a continuing ability to make what was not otherwise provided.
I think Zeno first noticed this and it had to do with a tortoise but i am not advocating cutting a tortoise in half - neither to find out who it's mother was nor to have twice as many tortoises, supposing the species was endangered.
It's one tortoise, cut in half an infinite number of times, all the way down.
Quite a lot of the "quality-of-life workplace benefits" that hip modern companies provide are about keeping you at your desk.
I interviewed at one such place, and they proudly and excitedly described their "dog-friendly workplace" policy. I don't have a dog. I do have a cat. "Oh, well, we don't really do cats?" I do have a bird. "haha, that's cute! Um, I'll ask?"
Which makes sense when you think about how to keep people at their desks. It's about where the animal shits. Cats shit in a box; birds shit on the cage floor. But a dog can only shit outside. And if the dog is at home, then the employee has a hard upper limit on how long they can stay at work before they *have* to go home so the dog can shit. But if the dog is there at work, no problem! You take a five-minute shit break and you're right back to work.
Wildswan said "I think people aren't realizing that if you cut grapes in half you have twice as much."
AOC math.
whatever happened to bringing your own lunch?!
First post on Althouse since 2005. But this one made me sign in again. My millennial son has worked at a number of start ups. None of which were luxurious. In fact, the CEO of one of them stole his lunch Needless to say,most of the staff has subsequently quit. Good riddance.
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