Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, wouldn't you just like to be one of the ghosts that visited Ebeneezer Scrooge. Then you could take this one to The time of contracts future and scare the living shit out of them.
Here's the facts. Consultants don't live at home. Not technically. most of the week is spent in whatever hotel room happens to be just down the road from where the client has its office.
Note: The dumber and richer the client, the better the hotel. We love dumb, rich clients.
Anyway, fact is that most consultants earn so may reward points that they could buy the hotel chain twice. And by the way, the consultant who dreamed up a reward program for crap hotels that lets you stay even longer in the same crap hotel... Genius. You should kneel at their feet.
So anyway, back to the newbie. These ingenues are so deep in debt for their provincial MBA program that they are just happy to be able to eat on expenses most evenings. If they plan it well, they can pack in enough calories that they don't even have to eat on weekends.
Note: The average consultant chomps down several packs of Pop-Tarts over the course of the average weekend. And calls it a balanced diet... See, they're learning to spin already!
Besides, like... er... this job... it's like, er, rilly, rilly great experience... I'm learning all the time and the partners are rilly, like, er... friendly... They rilly care...
Shut up, you idiot.