Boss asking 'Where do you see yourself in five years?' hoping to hear 'doing more work for less money'

A BOSS is hoping that his employee’s five year plan aligns with his own vision of an increased workload for decreased compensation.

Managing director Norman Steele is working on his team’s personal development plans and would like to see them be realistic and embrace a future of doing the work of three people for the pay of one.

He said: “I’ve had enough dreamers through these doors with their ‘I’d like to be head of department’ when there’s no budget for that.

“So we’ll have no ‘ready to take on a leadership role’ or ‘develop skills that align with our corporate mission’. We need them to knuckle down and eat shit for the foreseeable.

“It would be music to my ears if Ellie’s vision of the future was taking a pay cut, working through lunch every day, and picking up Sandra’s duties when she goes on maternity leave. That’s what I look for in an employee.

“If she’s ready to piss away the next half-decade in a dead-end job while ignoring the symptoms of burnout, I’m here for her. We’ll draw up a roadmap and hit those goals together. Failing that we’ll lose her in the restructure and hire a younger, cheaper drone.”

Ellie Shaw said: “I’m drowning in work, hate my colleagues and I’m struggling to pay rent. But five years of job security? Where do I sign?”

F**k off with your shit 80s bonkbuster soft porn nostalgia, say young people

YOUNG people who never flicked through Jilly Cooper books for the dirty bits are entirely uninterested in their screen adaptation, they have confirmed. 

Generations who grew up without needing to go through their mum’s bookshelf for erotic stimulation have no interest in watching an eight-hour TV version of Rivals, even if it does star a former Doctor Who and the girl from The Inbetweeners. 

Hannah Tomlinson, aged 21, said: “I get it. You didn’t have the internet. Finding self-abuse material was like panning for gold.

“Consequently you’re nostalgic for the books which contained precious dirty bits and those lost-innocence summers strumming away to the literary works of Jilly Cooper, Shirley Conran or in extreme cases Pat Booth.

“But, and here’s the important bit, we’re not. Anyone who turned 16 later than 1994 had better wanking material. We couldn’t give a f**k for your tame little bonkbusters with their ratio of 50 boring pages per one shag scene.

“We’ll be just as uninterested when the 00s generation rises to media seniority and commissions a lavish ten-part adaptation of Nuts magazine.”

TV producer Helen Archer, aged 49, said: “If there’s a better ideas than spending tens of millions on my fond memories of teenage wanks, it’s not been pitched to me.”