I finally got it... you know, the big corner office on the 40th floor with the glass walls and everything. After like ten years of doing sixty hour weeks and basically living off vending machine coffee and those gross protein bars... I finally moved my stuff in last Tuesday. My boss, Bill, he did this whole big thing at the meeting and everyone clapped (even though I know Dave from sales wanted the spot too) and I felt like okay, this is it. This is the thing I was supposed to want since I started as a junior associate back in the day. But honestly?