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You're a lucky young man. We'll start you off working twelve hours a day, five days a week. You 'll put in thirty-hour shifts on the weekend under confusing, stressful conditions. You'll look after...

...people whom you neither know nor care about, but whose life and death rest in your inexperienced and incapable hands. We'll show you how to fill out forms and copy down lots of meaningless numbers.

And then we'll exclude you from any meaningful activity -- your brain is too puny to appreciate all the complicated work we do. Sign on the dotted line and pay us fourteen thousand dollars a year.

Sounds great! I'm really looking forward to this. When do I start?