Two Words

Second reorg in a year. An even more convoluted apply-and-compete-for-your-own-job process. Top brass is sitting pretty and doesn’t give a sh*t about the people who actually have to do work around here.

I’m sick of the process and the dysfunctionality and being so beholden to it all. Being so trapped by it. *Needing* it so badly to maintain my tenuous hold on a middle class lifestyle. Spending the bulk of my waking hours wasting all my energy on work that doesn’t benefit anyone. Just fueling consumerism and growing more and more estranged from creativity and meaning.

Two words: Fuck it.

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