When Top Management—Top Management of all people—hears you say something and responds in a pouty voice, "Oooh, poor bay-bee. Ahuh-huh-huh…waaaaaah."
I was watching the halftime report during the football game yesterday—and I have to say that the games offered to people in my area were noticeably lacking in interest, by and large—when they showed a clip of Atlanta Falcons quarter Michael Vick saying:
"I want people to praise me," Vick said. "If I'm winning games, don't criticize me."
Man. I want whatever he’s on. Which is probably just the knowledge that he’s earning nine million dollars this year. I have no doubt that can mess your mind up in a big way. And here’s a pretty good example of that.
I couldn’t find a transcript of the press conference, because I’m pretty sure he said even more than that, but along those same asinine lines. Come back to the real world, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean. I want people to praise me, too, and even more than that, I want to earn what you’re earning. And if I do, they can criticize me all they want. In fact, they can and do so now and I don’t earn (quite) what you do. Funny ol’ world we’ve got, innit?
Oh, and that pouty voice of Top Management’s? For the record: it works. Big time.