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Ever make someone their fortune, THEN you weren’t done helping only THEM out? lol

I am so furious. Have no real recourse. So … What else to do but make a throwaway account to avoid escalating old news real fast, right? Eric Foreman-esque nervous laughter Worked my fucking ass off for X company. It was my department. I was handed it and told to figure it out. And did. That's really the story. Now don't get me wrong, everyone at this place worked their asses off. Brass (mostly) included. Kinda.. whatever. I was thrown initially like a canary into the coal mine because, “Oh, my god. I, like, would never talk to customers. Ew,” was the true Company Culture. Blah blah blah, there five years. Did stinking everything for this place until I get into a rager of a car wreck. The kind where you don't choose to take a break. Yeah, whatever. It happens. It was hard. We'll come back to this. All…


I am so furious. Have no real recourse. So
… What else to do but make a throwaway account to avoid escalating old news real fast, right? Eric Foreman-esque nervous laughter

Worked my fucking ass off for X company. It was my department. I was handed it and told to figure it out. And did. That's really the story.

Now don't get me wrong, everyone at this place worked their asses off. Brass (mostly) included. Kinda.. whatever.

I was thrown initially like a canary into the coal mine because, “Oh, my god. I, like, would never talk to customers. Ew,” was the true Company Culture.

Blah blah blah, there five years. Did stinking everything for this place until I get into a rager of a car wreck. The kind where you don't choose to take a break. Yeah, whatever. It happens. It was hard. We'll come back to this.

All is pretty accommodating at first. It's pre covid so me working at home drives everyone bonkers. Not sure why anyone else cares, when that means I start my day at 3 am to ensure mine and company needs are met consistently. Regardless, always became this BFD I had to go to PT 3x a week.

Fast forward to 8 months into recovery and I'm not healing so they need to do reconstructive surgery on my right forearm yet again.

I didn't know what to do. I froze at the prospect of starting all of this recovery crap from square one. I couldn't think. I needed to take an LOA. At least for a bit. This occurrence was, I'll say, out of the ordinary for most. This seemed like the right thing to seek.

Upon request I was terminated for completely unrelated and inconsequential bs. There was no hesitation from the Brass with regard to just cutting the cord. And I actually thought we were friends (I know…).

Now you're saying, “Isn't that illegal?” Yes, quite. Very. But I wasn't thinking right and just wanted them out of my life to try to recover again.

It's been, I don't want to admit the actual few number of years since departure, but not long. I'm thankfully healed. I'm sending 75 resumes a week and not getting calls back from Wendy's. You know, American dream.

Then today, I'm taking a walk and reading an article. In this article it becomes apparent quickly that it is not at all an article, but a press release. Announcing a “new partnership” where X company is to be given 75 million by, I'm assuming, a VC.

Let's say that again together folks. 75 MILLION.

I'm really done talking because what more do I need to say? What a fucking world, man. Phewwwwww. Need to go get some fresh air before a heart attack. Sorry for the long post but definitely fuck those guys.

Have an awesome day everyone!

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