The saddest job in the world, Mark Morford

Were you thinking parenting? Compost truck driver? Michele Bachmann’s twitchy left eyelid? Close.

How about middle manager for a Midwestern Monsanto subsidiary specializing in the eradication of parasitic weevils but really dedicated to poisoning all earthly soils with your company’s noxious biochemicals, as manufactured by deformed knaves living in oily warehouses that smell like rancid oysters and bloated profit margins? Were you thinking Mitch McConnell?

You might be right. Or rather, you might be almost right.

But I tend to think there’s a job that’s even worse, given how it’s an even more boring form of halfhearted evil, an laborious orientation so numbing and heartless that it’s regularly applauded by the jaded minions of the Devil himself, albeit indifferently. Which, of course, makes it even worse.

http://blog.sfgate.com/morford/2014/04/15/the-saddest-job-in-the-world/