I have to admit it, I guess... I may be 47, but my MP3 player goes wherever I do, I'm a big Neko Case fam, and I wear old and faded jeans... yes, I am a grup... "This is where the Grup diverges from the bobo, the yuppie, even the yupster. The Grup does not want a corner office. The Grup does not yearn for a fancy title. The Grup does not want—oh, please, do not ask the Grup to manage—a staff.... You see, it's not that Grups don't want to work; they just don't want to work for you. In a recent Money magazine poll about bosses, 54 percent of the respondents said they wouldn't want their boss's job no matter how much money you paid them. Fifty-four percent."
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