SJW Intern Lays Down Law With The Boss

But the boss already read SJWs Always Lie:

I was able to get a summer internship at a company that does work in the industry I want to work in after I graduate. Even though the division I was hired to work in doesn’t deal with clients or customers, there still was a very strict dress code. I felt the dress code was overly strict… I noticed one of the workers always wore flat shoes that were made from a fabric other than leather, or running shoes, even though both of these things were contrary to the dress code.

We decided to write a proposal stating why we should be allowed someone leeway under the dress code. We accompanied the proposal with a petition, signed by all of the interns (except for one who declined to sign it) and gave it to our managers…

The next day, all of us who signed the petition were called into a meeting where we thought our proposal would be discussed. Instead, we were informed that due to our “unprofessional” behavior, we were being let go from our internships. We were told to hand in our ID badges and to gather our things and leave the property ASAP.

We were shocked. The proposal was written professionally like examples I have learned about in school, and our arguments were thought out and well-reasoned. We weren’t even given a chance to discuss it.

Oh the schadenfreude. Obviously a well led company that will do very well in the coming years.

This is the difference that will come with the K-shift.

In a time of r, when not baking a cake for some twinkie with a bad attitude can bankrupt you, rabbit dumb-assery is not funny – quite the contrary. These little pansy despots can be irritating.

Contrast that with this story, and how in a time of greater relative K, rabbit dumb-assery can be funny as hell. If that was my company I would have set it up like a surprise party when they walked into that conference room. I would have hired a photographer to record it, brought a bunch of those silver helium balloons with “You’re Fired!” written on them, and maybe even hired a clown to squirt each of them in the face with a trick flower on his lapel. Given how r we are today I’d have viewed that as K.

Of course, that is a genteel, r-ified version of what it would eventually turn into. Back in the K-day, these clowns would have walked into that conference room thinking a discussion of their proposal was forthcoming, and immediately been set upon by the strongest guys in the company. They would have been stripped down, covered in tar, doused with white down feathers, and then made to sit on a big fence rail that people would have carried around the town as everyone laughed at them, before they were dumped out at the city limits. Back then, that was literally just the normal way of dealing with people who could not constrain themselves to the rules and morals of the group.

K is coming, and everything will change when it does.