Tbh, not a lot of training required. They are really treat/love motivated.

I did a science PhD so I also got paid, enough to live modestly but comfortably. I shared an office with four other people but it was a big office. The incident with the chair probably had more to do with the struggle between the professors and the university to avoid paying for things like that than it did with an absolute lack of funds.

They never claimed it was their office, the poster did.

Having a private office would be a nice symbol of status but I don't think I'd actually enjoy working in one - in grad school, I was really happy in my shared office since the other guys there were my friends. I graduated a year after them and that last year was not fun. Of course new people took their spots but those people were strangers to me.

Jesus christ, 7x7? I got my bachelor's , did the things you're supposed to do, and when I found out what that life was like, I quit and became a forklift operator at a union job making more money, with better co-workers and less stress. I have little to no structure or micro-managing, don't feel caged, I'm given the freedom and trust to manage myself, don't deal with inane BS like meetings that have nothing to do with me, no stress whatsoever, when I leave those doors, im a free man. It infuriates me that I'm still paying for that bullshit paper that I'm not using, simply because older family members said I had to. Fuck.

After the boomers, none of us really stood a chance at fixing things, because we were raised by broken people. Broken people break other people in different ways than they were broken. That generation (as a whole, I know I'm generalizing, which is bad, I recognize there are a lot of amazing boomer parents and otherwise good influences) but in my personal experience, I've had FAR more friction with boomers than any other generation, by a VERY wide margin. It happens to such a degree that I sometimes question if I'm the problem. Then I get yelled at by some fat, bald guy with a goatee while I'm walking my dog, for him smelling the flowers around a tree between the road and sidewalk. Which is city property. Also, he always poops and pees before we go for the walk, so that wasn't an issue either. This guy was just a dickhead trying to assert some kind of power because he was unhappy in life. I'll give you one guess which flag he actually had ABOVE the American flag. That was before the election. The flag is now gone, but... I know where it was.

Holy shit I went off on a tangent lol. My apologies for my rant. The axe never remembers, the tree never forgets.

If you have a dog that hangs out at the office all the time, everyone gets a +1 mood bonus when they clock in

Yup. Guillotines are a great DIY project to teach the children about woodworking and justice.

I remember my old vet back up north about 25 years ago had a MASSIVE leopard-looking cat in their office.