By now, most of us have stopped gloating shamelessly at the sight of 21-year-old ex-millionaires begging for jobs. Not me. So I went to a pink-slip party, where the laid off gather at bars to drink $3 Bud Lights and tequila shots and stand in line to chat up recruiters. I was going there strictly to mock.
Pink-slip parties have become regular events over the past year in San Francisco, New York City, Seattle, Atlanta, Philadelphia, Denver and Tel Aviv, Israel, where losing a job is actually the most pleasant type of firing taking place in that country. Back in March,...
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