To be fair, it wasn't a dressing down so much as my supervisor being genuinely concerned with whether or not I'm happy on the job. I can't speak for the company as a whole, but my supervisor is actually pretty good. And I have been much less happy at my job lately, which I don't care for. As long as I've got to be there until I'm famous, I might as well enjoy myself.

I think the company has made some choices that I don't think I would have made. They also pay us a pittance and don't give a rats ass about part time help, but that's no different from most every other company I've worked for.