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I’m not just Anti-Work, I’m also Anti-Culture (in the work place)

I can't figure out why my job is not just my job. If I just focused on the actual job, I might be trapped 15 hours a week. Instead, I have to go to an on-site teambuilding exercise that feels suspiciously like matching shapes in a Kindergarten class. Respond to erroneous Slack messages with emojis to illustrate that I am 'engaged.' Afterwards, I get an invite to a Zoom “happy hour” where people I barely know and have nothing in common with talk about how they cook spaghetti or take Tae Kwon Do classes. Next up? A diversity course, where I learn the pronouns of people who I have no actual dealings with inside of the company, and will never socialize with because again, we have nothing in common. It never ends. Leave me alone.


I can't figure out why my job is not just my job. If I just focused on the actual job, I might be trapped 15 hours a week.

Instead, I have to go to an on-site teambuilding exercise that feels suspiciously like matching shapes in a Kindergarten class. Respond to erroneous Slack messages with emojis to illustrate that I am 'engaged.' Afterwards, I get an invite to a Zoom “happy hour” where people I barely know and have nothing in common with talk about how they cook spaghetti or take Tae Kwon Do classes. Next up? A diversity course, where I learn the pronouns of people who I have no actual dealings with inside of the company, and will never socialize with because again, we have nothing in common. It never ends. Leave me alone.

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