Food critic.

You've probably never seen Sergei Eisenstein's 1925 classic movie "Battleship Potemkin." Though it's almost 100 years old, it remains near the top of cinematic art. In fact, the "Odessa Steps" scene has been so imitated, it is practically a cinematic trope.

In any event, in today's modern agency meetings are scheduled throughout what used to be considered lunch hour. Further, the economics of our business are such that agencies are now located not on the Madison Avenue of yore (when we were regarded as central to business we were in the center of cities) but we are usually somewhere in the urban boonies.

In other words, you usually have about six minutes to get lunch and very few lunch places to choose from. That's why, I usually wind up in our agency cafeteria. In the three years that I've eaten there, I think I've had two good meals.

Just now, the lines were too long to get anything else, I availed myself of the cafeteria's salad bar. Something I chose to eat was frozen that wasn't supposed to be. It was either romaine lettuce or cubed chicken. I couldn't tell which since neither had any flavor.

That's what made me think of "Battleship Potemkin." Specifically, this scene.

Yeah, I know. I run a little red. It's that old Jewish, rock-throwing Socialist in me.

But really, if they're going to make you work 24/7, the least they could do is feed you decently.