Abe Lincoln over at Pick a Peck of Pixels has a great post describing what it was like in 1960 to work for the National Cash Register Company as a commercial artist.
... paid me to draw and they gave me a reserved parking space ... , and 3 weeks vacation each year plus paid medical, dental and hospitalization. All that plus a neat building with friends who played a crazy game of ping pong with me, each day, on our lunch hour. What else could you want?
I can't even begin to imagine a work environment like that anymore.
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