Two days ago, I removed my pastrami sandwich from the office fridge, found two pieces of gum stashed underneath my computer monitor, and walked out of my poorly-paid internship in the middle of the work day without telling my editors. I quietly quit.
A profile of some middle class people who went from having stable jobs before the recession, to losing their homes and sleeping in their cars, and having to psychologically adjust to becoming homeless after the economy tanked
Say you have four employees in front of you and you have to get rid of one. Which one would you fire?
In the small business section of the Times, a business owner discusses what it’s like to fire someone.
I have both been let go, and have let people go.
On the first Friday of every month, the Bureau of Labor Statistics releases its new unemployment numbers, and media outlets grab those numbers and broadcast them immediately (I’ve been guilty of this).