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A clear divide exists between generic labor and talent in media companies and it is now increasingly dividing journalists. The divide initially appeared in the motion picture industry and moved into broadcasting as competition led companies to vie for the talented people—or at least those who could generate the largest audiences and revenue for media companies. The talent concept moved into journalism with the development of television news and salaries for news presenters and leading correspondents that were far above those of average television reporters.    In print journalism, talent initially involved columnists and then encompassed a few well-known reporters. Today, the appearances of journalists at events and on talk shows, individually-authored digital news sites, and the increasing uses of blogs and social media by journalists is transforming many into individual brands that are being using to improve their social standing and connections with audience...

Whenever I talk to an MBA student these days, they're like:

When my husband asks if he can go out all night and celebrate being done with finals, I'm like: And 20 minutes later, he's like: And another 20 minutes later, he's like:

When I show up to a holiday party and people are like, "Oh, your boyfriend couldn't make it?" I'm like:

  We will, we will rock you. Rock you. Well, more specifically, we are more than happy to welcome Bobby Joe Ebola and the Children MacNuggets to rock you!! Bobby Joe Ebola and The Children MacNuggits began in 1995, in a trash-strewn fast-food parking lot in Pinole, CA. Guitarist Dan Abbott and singer Corbett Redford rose from humble circumstances as a satiric folk rock band that played for friends to their current majestic heights with hilarious and sometimes frightening acoustic performances. The MacNugg its have gathered loyal legions of fans with their infamous combination of searing social satire, soaring harmonies, outlandish and shocking truths, and poop jokes. The songs draw upon a variety of pop culture, of global crises, of interpersonal labyrinths, of nightmares and daydreams, skewering them on a rusty spit for the world to see. With a nod to social satirists like Lenny Bruce and George Carlin, and musical influences ranging from Slick Rick to They Might ...

When my husband sends an e-mail to a recruiter and addresses it to the wrong person, he's like:

With the "fiscal cliff" looming in the not-so-distant future, Washington lawmakers' thoughts naturally turn to the most defenseless among us. As former Louisiana Senator Russell once famously said , "don't tax you, don't tax me, tax that fellow behind the tree." And, from inside the Beltway, that fellow behind the tree could well be a degenerate gambler. Specifically, there seems to be a growing consensus that a "fiscal cliff" deal will involve some sort of cap or limitation for itemized deductions. Whether that cap takes the form of an absolute limit, barring deductions in excess of, say, $17,000, $25,000 or even $50,000, or whether it takes the somewhat more complicated form of allowing deductions to generate only 28% in tax benefits, even if a taxpayer is in the 35 or perhaps 39.6% bracket, the cap is bad news for horseplayers. In particular, it's bad news for those of us who play the horses at the track or online or who participate in h...

When I am picking my husband up from school and he doesn't see me waiting in the car line with all the other wives, I'm like:

When my husband told me he that was done  with night classes ,  I was like: but then me told me that he has weekend classes  instead, so I'm like:

When my husband starts getting GroupMe texts when I actually have his attention, I want to be like :

When I found out that some people's signing bonus is more than I make in a year, I was like:

When my fiancé called our upcoming wedding a  "merger", I was like:

When I visit school during on-campus interviews and everyone's wearing a suit, I'm like:

When I meet an MBA student who actually wants to be my friend, I'm like: Background  here

When I saw the apartment we'd be living in, at first I was like: and then I was like:

When someone asks me how my "summer" of working  my regular job was, I'm like:

During finals, my fiancé is like: and I'm just like:

For the first time in living memory, the New York Racing Association (NYRA) has voluntarily released its financial data. The NYRA balance sheet as of September 30, 2012, plus the quarterly results for July through September of this year can be found here . Historically, NYRA has strenuously resisted disclosing its finances. Both former CEO Charlie Hayward and the current incumbent, Ellen McClain, initially responded to to earlier state government requests for finances by saying no way, only to reverse themselves soon after, under public and political pressure. But now, on the eve of the first meeting of the "New NYRA" Board of Directors, with a majority appointed by New York Governor Andrew Cuomo and other state politicos, NYRA has released to the public something that looks very much like an ordinary corporate quarterly report. High time, and let's hope the practice continues. The report itself is full of positive news, and in particular shows the positive effect of vide...

When my husband starts reading a case study 5 minutes before class starts, he's like:

After a night at Rick's, I'm like:

When my husband tells me that Partners aren't invited to an event, I'm like:

When I quit my job and moved to business school  unemployed, I was like:

When my husband asks me to review his cover letters, I'm like:

Since we now have a car, on roundabouts, I'm like:

When MBA Prom rolls around, I'm like:

This Wednesday night is gonna feel like a Saturday morning. The Business is bringing you a talented cartoonist, as well as a human who may very well be a cartoon. Michael Capozzola has contributed to Mad Magazine, The New York Times and National Lampoon. Each year, Michael produces and hosts the Cartoon Art Museum’s annual “Comics for Comix” comedy fundraiser which he conceived as well. He has been in a bunch of commercials, you can see his broadcast/ TV reel at http://vimeo.com/21673752 . Born and rais ed in New Rochelle, NY Michael subsisted on comic books and chocolate until he took up comedy and caffeine. He created his own comedy studies major while at Ithaca College. (NERD.) Dr. Foxmeat is half warewolf, half cotton candy. He is part liger, part tigon. He is carbon based and also plays bass for The Carbons. He is always a true pleasure to have as a guest. Come experience him. Your regulars will be there as well: Mike Daffy Drucker, Bugs Sinister, Yosem...

When my boyfriend is networking with an alum who works at  Bain McKinseyBCG, he's thinking:

When someone suggest taco bell as a nightcap, I'm like:

That time my husband suggested we could live apart while he goes off to business school, I was like: So then he was like :

When we saw an ad for a  tiny hellhole  quaint  apartment  in a  party  z one   q uiet neighborhood   close to campus, we were like:

When people ask me what my fiancé is learning in  business school, I'm like:

When my husband pitches me his business ideas : If I'm sober: If I've had a few drinks:

With the shows my husband DVRs but never has  time to watch, I'm like:

When my boss said I couldn't work remotely when I moved across the country, I was like :

Every time I ask my husband to come with me to a  Partners Club event, he's  like:

When I drive my husband to school in 5 minutes without hitting a single red light and make it back for my conference call, I'm like :

To every pedestrian in every college town in America,  I want to be like:

When we saw that this site got 10,000 hits in just 3 days ,  we were like: Thanks for stopping by and for your e-mails and submissions!  It's been a blast!

When I pay $2 for a beer during happy hour on  South U, I'm like: ...and then $7 later on Main Street, I'm like: