Is that you don't understand the stress of having money.

http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2012-02-29/wall-street-bonus-withdrawal-means-trading-aspen-for-cheap-chex.html

This post brought to you by MadJohnShaft Enterprises, LTD and by Wall Street. And the letter "G," for "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Yeah, I had to give up my fractional ownership of a private jet. I'm back to flying first class with the common folk. I don't know how to break the news to my family.

That was an aggravating read.

My slippers made of live kittens died, and I can't afford to buy new ones.

I'm pretty anxious about the bonuses this year too. you try living in the world's most expensive city.

The martyr-posturing is really what gets me. I'm obligated to own three homes and a boat. Who are they letting down?

Is that you don't understand the stress of having [s]money[/s] employees.

The horror of having to buy discounted salmon.

This read like a piece from The Onion.

The internet is apparently All MadJohnShaft, All MadJohnTime.

http://www.theawl.com/2012/02/the-epic-live-tweeting-of-last-nights-park-slope-coop-meeting

Those co-op tweets almost perfectly capture why I can't handle community/activist meetings any more. MBA MJS should know this, how many peeps working together does it take before the herding cats phenomenon kicks in and fuck-all can be accomplished collectively?

needs more farmer-scientist and backyard chicken content.

How about a missing boy's hat?

http://gawker.com/166214/the-park-slope-hat-spat-read-all-the-emails

Haha, my neighborhood (Cobble Hill) was mentioned a couple times in that article.
Douchebags.

Do they know you're there yet?

Funny thing is, it's a really nice neighborhood, but the little block I live on is the crappiest one around. Whenever I start to describe it to someone, they are like "ohhh, yeah, I know where that is". Because, it sorta sticks out. That's the only reason I could afford to live there.
I've been here for 5 years, which is probably longer than most of those bankers.

We'd got our profit sharing bonus today at work. It's pretty awesome. I'm probably gonna upgrade my Mustang engine (mild cam, heavier valve springs, etc). That is what money can do.

The horror of buying and using single-ply shit paper.

I went from $50,000 to $40,000 and I didn't pay my taxes that year, that debt is hanging there 10 years later. But I'll bet at them private schools if you look at the wall clock some girl might think you're looking at them and freak out, start juicing up.

these days the biggest decision I have is which hand to use. it's pretty boring.

I bet these bankers and hedge-fond-managers are in a self-help-group with all the re-union-rock-stars.

I ain't worth a dollar, but I feel like a millionaire.

17G on 2 dogs? They must show'm and have a handler 'er s'thg.
I gotta get one of those 17$ a pop dog walking gigs. Exercise fer
free!