Here's the story.
THE LOST BALLOONIST
A man in a hot air balloon realized that he was lost.
He reduced altitude and spotted a woman below. He descended a bit more and shouted, “Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend that I would meet him an hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.”
The woman below replied, “You’re in a hot air balloon hovering approximately 30 feet above the ground. You’re between 40 and 41 degrees north latitude and between 59 and 60 degrees west longitude.”
”You must be an engineer,” said the balloonist.
”I am,” replied the woman, “How do you know?”
”Well,” answered the balloonist, “everything you told me is probably technically correct, but I’ve no idea what to make of your information.
The fact is, I’m still lost. Frankly, you haven’t been much help at all. If anything, you’ve delayed my trip.”
The woman below responded, “You must be in management.”
”I am,” replied the balloonist, “but how do you know?”
”Well,” said the woman, “you don’t know where you are or where you’re going. You have risen to where you are due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise, which you’ve no idea how to keep, and you expect people beneath you to solve your problems. The fact is that you are exactly in the same position you were in before we met, but now, somehow, it’s my fault.”
Not exactly my opinion that, but explains why I'm not so keen to go for the job even if it's got a bigger paycheck! (Bllrrrph...sour grapes!!!)