Show me the work

Whenever someone tries to impress me with a job title I feel sorry for them. Like when a child tries to impress me by explaining that “Wolverine is cool.” Look, kid: I basically invented Wolverine. I’ve been thinking about Wolverine since before you were born. Wolverine and me are best buds how dare you come to me with these childish facts. Have you seen my t-shirt? My Wolverine-themed chain wallet? My sick yellow socks? I know everything about Logan — see, we’re on a first name basis here — and he calls me all the time to ask how I’m doing. He was the best man at my wedding. So do I know that Wolverine is cool? Go back to school and get yourself an education. Ahem. Anyway, like I said, I’ve always felt pity for folks with ridiculous job titles but I hadn’t really been able to put this feeling into words until I heard AOC answer a question about running for president in 2028: What’s funny about that, they assume that my ambition is positional. They assume that my ambition is a title…