I heard a while back that the division between rich, middle-income, and poor went something like this:
When you go to work, if your name is on the building, you're rich; if your name is on your desk, you're middle-income; if your name is on your shirt, you're poor.
It occurred to me tonite that New York gave me my first real job without a name tag. I suppose some of my writing and PC repair back in Ohio counts, but that didn't really pan out much.
Cheers to The Big Apple for helping me move up in the world.