Frankel, Punching In

OK, trying to get back on the horse here. 80 pages in, this one of the most irritating books I can think of, or recall reading in months. It's as if the NAM or Chamber of Commerce or, I don't know, the Corporation for Corporate Imagemaking sneakily decided to subsidize an answer book to Ehrenreich's Nickel and Dimed, and so off this guy goes to work at UPS (loves it--the only bad thing is that sometimes the workers are mean to the managers), tries to get a job at the Container Store (apparently heaven on earth, and he's just not heroically moved enough by containers to get the job there), Whole Foods (not enough of a team player, but the store is ideally laid out and makes shopping wonderfully fun, like in a small-town market), and now Home Depot Pro (where they sport awesome black aprons and are really, really expert). No criticism, no irony, no worry about all these psych profiles; just good, clean capitalism. Yecch.

I suspect something evil here, and I intend to get to the bottom of it. Must finish first, to see if there's any corporate mass employer that is not a wonderful collection of humanitarians eagerly seeking our highest potential. I suspect none of them will turn out to be.