So Jess tells me last night she just "brought in" a new job opening - a big one, where the salary would be in six figures. So this morning I say "good luck executive hunting today". She's like "I don't need an executive, I need a toxicologist."
"Toxicologists make that much?" I ask.
She replies, "I get to spend today finding someone who's spent at least the last four years sticking their arm up horses' butts."