Oh no you DINNN'T

OK, work. You can force me to drive all the way out to Reston every day. You can put me in a conference room with two other people and no telephone as my "office". You can even stick me with a boss who is condescendingly insulting about my lack of knowledge about auditory beam forming on my first day.

But now, I've found out that I can't read the Onion on the Web, because it's blocked by the company firewall.

That, my friends, is the last straw.

So who's hiring?