Just how are we going to pay ourselves our damn bonuses? And we need to do it secretly somehow. How do they expect us – the best and brightest - to live on six-figure salaries? Damn it all, I was counting on that $15 mil for my 5th house. I wanted that helicopter. What about me, I was counting on another McDonald’s franchise. Let’s face it, we need to bury the amounts somewhere on the balance sheets where nobody can find it. Remember the good ‘ole days when we used to hide it under “miscellaneous” expenses? We need to be more “creative” now. Things are crazy out there. What about something offshore? Somewhere I can take my boat to? Can you believe they expect Tommy Daschle to actually pay taxes for a car and driver? What about Tim Geithner? This is all too scary.
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