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The essential premise of the film Ghostbusters, when you get down to it, is that three upper middle class academics have to slum it in a working class job like exterminators. Yes, it layers all sorts of wacky paranormal goofiness onto that, but at the end of the day, that's what it's about — the absurdity of working class paranormal experts.

Col. Trautman: You're the last of an elite group. Don't end it like this.
John Rambo: Back there I could fly a gunship. I could drive a tank. I was in charge of a million dollars of equipment. Back here I couldn't get a job PARKING CARS.

I bet a higher percentage of janitors survive this mess more than any other type of employee. If they were holding a mop, they already had a weapon in their hands; they know the entire building; and they have the keys to everything.
—- Gordon Freeman, Freeman's Mind

The dojo master stood up. 'Hold!' he commanded. 'Do you not want to know the name of the man you are about to destroy?'

The fighter held his stance, glaring at Lu-Tze. 'I don't need to know name of a sweeper,' he said.

Lu-Tze rolled the cigarette into a skinny cylinder and winked at the angry man, which only stoked the anger.

'It is always wise to know the name of a sweeper, boy,' said the dojo master. 'And my question was not addressed to you.

Jordan Tate: You're not a cook.
Casey Ryback: Yeah, well...I also cook.

Garbage Man: Pardon me, sir, but I couldn't help noticing these equations in your garbage. I took the liberty of correcting a few quantum calculations.
Dilbert: Gosh. Why are you a garbage man?
Garbage Man: I think the question is "Why are you an engineer?"
—- Dilbert

"In my army. You'd work for me."
—- British NCO to visiting Soviet Colonel, Berlin 1985.

McNulty: [Seeing a beat cop writing up a ticket on a parked car] What's the violation?
Officer Baker: Parking in a bus stop, expired registration.
McNulty: First class police work there, Baker.
Officer Baker: Yeah, well, this is the word we got from up on high. Straight from the 8th floor downtown. I know you think it's bullshit, but I spend my shift where they tell me.
McNulty: Baker, let me tell you a little secret. A patrolling officer on his beat is the one true dictatorship in America. We can do anything, we can lock a guy up on a petty charge, lock him up for real, or say "Fuck it, let's pull under the expressway and drink ourselves to death", and our side partners will cover it. So no one... and I mean no one tells us how to waste our shift.
The Wire explains how the lowest level police can do whatever they want regardless of what Da Chief says.

"I've a friend who's a janitor. He knows a lot of dirt."
— Overheard in an IRC channel

Picard: At the Academy, there is someone who meant a great deal to me. He has been there forever. You must get to know him; his name is Boothby. Tell him we were friends. When I was there, he helped me. Listen to him.
Wesley: What does he teach?
Picard: He's the groundskeeper.
Star Trek: The Next Generation, "Final Mission"

Donna: Sick days. There aren't any. Hundreds of people working here and no one's sick. Not one hangover, man flu, sneaky little shopping trip, nothing. Not ever! They don't get ill.
Colonel Mace: ...That can't be right.
Donna: You've been checking out the building - should've been checking out the workforce.
Martha: I can see why he likes you. You are good.
Donna: Super temp!
Doctor Who, "The Sontaran Stratagem"

The men and women who actually run Endron are well-hidden. They have titles like "Senior Advisor on Energy Exploration," and "Assistant Financial Officer." They have offices in Endron HQ, but not corner offices. They make a fair bit of money, but not an ostentatious amount - at least, not in any way that can be traced or taxed. They are scattered throughout the corporate structure with seemingly no rhyme and no reason, though there is not a department or operation to which they don't have some connection. Most have plaques on their office walls thanking them for 10 or 15 or 25 years of service to Endron, and their workspaces are generally so banal as to arouse no comment, no suspicion and no interest.
That's exactly how They want it: hidden in plain sight, they are effectively invisible. After all, they seem to have no power, no ambition and no say. It is only the very keenest of observers who will note that the head of R&D seems to stop by that one accountant's one office more than would seem necessary, or that certain upper-mid-level executives always seem to have lunch just before a major policy shift is made. If an observer of this sort keeps his head down and his eyes open, he may be approached to become one of Them. If he talks, or tries to raise suspicions, or even lets on that he knows, he vanishes.
That's the way They work.
Werewolf: The Apocalypse - Subsidiaries: A Guide To Pentex

Krax: But father, I am ready! I am ready! You saw for yourself. I was about to grab power!
Zek: You don't grab power. You accumulate it, quietly, without anyone noticing.
Krax: But, but, I don't understand...
Zek: The bar, you fool; that was the key! All those visitors stopping by on their way to and from the wormhole. You could have sat there quietly at your leisure and gathered up all the information you needed about the Gamma Quadrant.
Krax: But what about him?
Zek: You could have let him hold the sceptre, while you controlled everything from the shadows. And then, when everything was running smoothly, only then would you take over.

Dr. Ray Stanz: This is a major disgrace. Forget MIT or Stanford now. They wouldn't touch us with a 10-meter cattle prod.
Dr. Peter Venkman: You're always so concerned about your reputation. Einstein did his best stuff when he was working as a patent clerk.
Venkman: No!


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