Advice No One Asked For - Number Nineteen/Transcript

Advice No One Asked For - Number Nineteen is the nineteenth episode of Buckley's "Advice No One Asked For" series.  It is currently only available on YouTube.
Description (as seen on YouTube): If I had a real advice column, maybe I'd call it "Bother Buckley".  Since I don't, I'll just have to keep answering questions asked to other people!  This time, I help a guy who is having trouble adjusting to the working conditions at his new job.
==Transcript==
(introduction music playing during the following paragraph)
Welcome to "Advice No One Asked For".  The segment at A Dose of Buckley where sad people send letters to an advice columnist that's not me, but I answer the letter anyway, and probably make them even sadder.  Of course, everyone else seems to enjoy it, so, what's one person's sadness against the enjoyment of potentially over 300,000 people, right?  Today's letter comes from a guy who's having a little trouble with his new job.  
Dear some other motherfucker, 
I am a male professional with a new position.  I am responsible for the financial end of a medium sized professional consulting company.  I have been here for two months.  I had no idea, when I interviewed about the type of office environment that exists here.  The partners, professionals, and the support staff are both crude and lewd.  There are constant profanities and suggestive remarks.  I am uncomfortable.  I say nothing, and pretty much just stay in my office.  I would leave this job tomorrow but I am afraid it would look bad on my resume.  After being around these people, I don't think I could count on a responsible job reference.
Signed, Fed Up in Fort Lauderdale 
First off, there doesn't seem to be an actual question, so we'll just assume this ended with, "What should I do?" unless you were just emailing an advice columnist because you thought they might like to hear a story.  And second, are you sure you're a male, or a professional?  A man shouldn't give a shit about a few swear words and a couple off-colour jokes during his work day, and a professional should be able to rise above it and do their job, even if everyday at two PM the staff takes off their pants and circle-jerks each other into the water cooler while the boss shouts rape jokes out the window.  This sounds like a pretty bad ass work place actually, and you should have known it would be the type of work place environment where no one takes their job seriously because it's a fucking consulting company.  Consultants are essentially legel thieves.  They provide no real service, no actual product, and they can bill for pretty much whatever the fuck they want.  Here's how an honest conversation with a consultant would go.
Greg: "Hi!  I'm Greg!  I'm a consultant, and I'd like to tell you about how I can make your business more profitable!"
Some Guy (Business Owner): "OK, Greg, so, uh, how are you gonna do that?  Are you gonna sell me printers that use cheaper ink, or, uh, maybe you've got a machine that can replace a couple workers?   What do you have for me?"
Greg: "Well, no, we don't sell any actual products.  We give companies like yours advice!"
Some Guy (Business Owner): "Advice on how I should run my business?"
Greg: "Exactly!"
Some Guy (Business Owner): "Uh, so Greg, since you have all the answers on how I should run my business, how come you just don't start the same business, run it more successfully than me - since you have all the answers - and make all this money that you're promising I'm gonna make?"
Greg: "Well, because I'm a consultant, and instead of running one business, I can get a dozen or so businesses like yours to hire me, and I can make a lot more money without ever actually taking the risk of starting a business, and dealing with staff and overhead like you've done!"
I'm sure there are some types of consultants that aren't like this, but, a consultant that claims they can make your business more profitable should not be trusted.  So, back to Whiny Wendell here who's crying about the fact that he has to listen to assholes act like assholes all day.  Suck it up.  Maybe stop being a bitch and join in, have some fun for a while!  Or, fucking quit.  Quit your job at a fucking consulting firm where you launder their filthy money - oh, I'm sorry, "do their financials".  Who cares if you can't get a reference from them?  If you think it'll look bad on your resume, just leave it off!  If your next employer asks you what you've been doing for two months, tell them you were taking some time off to deal with family issues, or to recover from having your balls surgically removed, which, after meeting you, they'll definitely believe.  By the way, my consulting fee for this job is a hundred dollars an hour with a ten hour billing minimum.  You could PayPal me the money.  
(introductory music playing)
I'm Buckley, and you're welcome.