no because i just found out the new hire i TRAINED makes more than me. like, i literally showed them how to use the printer and explained the coffee machine. meanwhile, my salary is basically the same as a pizza buffet. all this while reading about the icici bank results and feeling even more pitiful. imagine my shock when i discovered my life has more layers than the balance sheet of a struggling...
yooo, my parents showed up unannounced while I was mid-meltdown about hdfc bank q3 results. they walked in to me crying, crumpled pizza boxes everywhere, and my dog wearing my old prom dress. I quickly tried to cover the floor with a pile of laundry, but tripped and sent my motivational quotes calendar flying into the air. I thought I was saving face until I noticed my dad staring at my shrine of ...
like, I just found out my friends think I’m the “Phoebe Litchfield” of our group—super talented but kinda overshadowed by a toxic work environment—and I literally do not know whether to be flattered or concerned. they act like my role is supporting character in their success stories while I’m over here like “what about my moment to shine?”—just last week, I finished an epic project at work and they didn’t even acknowledge it, which, like, explains so much about why I get up every morning feeling like the last kid picked for the kickball team, even in adulthood. #PhoebeLitchfield #AlwaysTheSidekick
like, I just found out my friends think I’m the “Phoebe Litchfield” of our group—super talented but kinda overshadowed by a toxic work environment—and I literally do not know whether to be flattered or concerned. they act like my role is supporting character in their success stories while I’m over here like “what about my moment to shine?”—just last week, I finished an epic project at work and they didn’t even acknowledge it, which, like, explains so much about why I get up every morning feeling like the last kid picked for the kickball team, even in adulthood. #PhoebeLitchfield #AlwaysTheSidekick
wait—so I just found out my friends have a secret chat without me. i mean, at this point, i am like the marcus stoinis of our friend group—kinda there but mostly sidelined, watching them thrive while i scroll in agony. also, last week, they were all talking about going to that new restaurant, and i thought, “maybe i just forgot”... but they probably just forgot me. and now i'm questioning all my l...