Great place. not toxic, cool people, decent pay, CEO is legit.
Anxiety is super low, and I no longer feel like I'm heading into a fight when my boss says 'you got a minute?'
My last job was a ballsack. A huge hairy ballsack in the mouth.
Among other things, i did some light PM work that I was terrible at but tried to get better. I was fairly organized but refused to be a dick so my stuff was always behind (the developers were massively overworked and understaffed, I didn't like shoving my way in line)
Had an aunt die, cancer, it sucked. I told my boss this months before so he would know to expect bereavement and in case I didn't seem myself.
Fast forward to the day after the funeral when I got off bereavement. He calls me in to his office, not to see how I'm doing but to bust my balls over something I missed 2 weeks prior, WHEN MY AUNT WAS DYING. I had gone over her house every day for 2 weeks, very hard to watch
I should have told him to go fuck himself and walked out. I didn't, but I gave minimum effort until he got laid off, then I gave no effort until I got laid off.
Sorry the ending to this story sucks, I'm not a good story teller. Wanted to share and to be honest I haven't really talked about it so I guess this is also therapy lol.