So instead of a Top 10, I’ll just give you a Top 1. And because I don’t have time to write another post, we’ll also make this the latest installment of “How do you have a job?”
Today’s contestant? Former WNBA star (oxymoron?) and ESPN sideline report-eerrrrr Stacey Dales, who quit her posh gig at EastSidePN this week because they MADE HER FLY COACH on a recent “business” flight to cover a major sporting event. How dare those stingy bastards!
Say it all with me folks: “Stacey Dales, how do you have a freakin’ job?”

Oh wait, you don’t, and you’re going to have a hard time finding another journalism outlet that’s going to take on a “first-class” diva like yourself in this economy.
So now that you’ve branded yourself a high-maintenance TV chick, you might have to move to another medium. And since you have a face that’s too pretty for radio, I guess that leaves the newspaper business.

Don’t worry, newspapers are doing just fine. In fact, there’s a sweet paper in Denver you should check out called the Rocky Mountain News.
Oh wait, that’s not there any more either.
How about the San Francisco Chronicle? Oh wait, that’s on its last leg, too.
Well, guess that was the boneheaded move of the week.

Not that media companies, like Pember’s paper, which have frozen salaries, hiring, pensions and 401K contributions, aren’t going to want to bring you aboard.
I’m sure there are plenty of outfits willing to bring on someone who refuses to fly along side other white-collar professionals who are expected to fly coach every single day.

“At some point, you have to take a stand at whatever you are doing in life,” Dales told some Oklahoma rag. “That’s not sounding like a feminist. That’s not sounding like a spoiled, rotten kid. That’s making a business decision that affects the quality of your life. That was an important thing for me.”

Get a clue.

OK, gotta get back to my new gig. You know, the one that rolls first class 24/7, pays for everything including your Starbucks, BG’s favorite G drinks, munchies, breakfast, lunch, dinner: Did I mention these guys have a flatscreen in the men’s bathroom?

Stacey Dales, how dare you!