Fuck foosball and tacos and just respect me and let me grow (oh and health insurance)

Why is this so hard for people to understand?

Sometimes I picture this scene in my head ...

It's a parking lot outside a corporate HQ. A taco truck is pulling in. Let's call it "Tasty Tacos by Tom" to be generic. It's a big yellow truck, maybe an old bus. Tom has that hustle going.

A harried middle manager races out of the HQ, waving his hands. "Tom! Tom!" Tom is confused. He pulls the truck in front…