Privileges

I recently visited a Boston law firm (that will remain unnamed for the obvious reason). The partners enforced a rigorous hierarchy that ranged from the order in which their names were listed on the firm's ornate stationery to the spot in which they urinated.

The firm's toilet has three urinals, two normal ones for the shareholding partners and a lower one for everyone else. The two to one ratio of high to low urinals was, of course, the exact opposite of the ratio of owners to employees.

Privileges are amusing.