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#overwork
If you stretch a rubber band It goes backs to same and thick right? But when you stretch it beyond far It becomes fragile and thin So don't overstretch it
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Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 4:21 AM UTC
Rubber Band
take creativity brain matter, find that somewhere put it in the bowl take bone pain sweat blood and tears and place it in the bowl take your hopes and your dreams and put them in the bowl work towards nothing your whole life wasted take the hours you spent put them in the bowl sell your soul if you have to put the earnings in the bowl burn a library a house a puppet show put the ashes in the bowl blend until smooth, with water or rough or non-existent or interdimensional stare at your creation and cry as it screams begs for it to end. you're looking at yourself.
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May 28, 2025
May 28, 2025 at 5:35 PM UTC
an epiphany's recipe
I am throwing up straight gasoline. Steam is dripping down my eyes. I work twice as hard as that man. I earn five times less awards. My body is deteriorating. I am tripping over the wires at my feet. I am falling ill; I keep working. That man will pay But you know what they say You can’t take it with you.
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Apr 30, 2025
Apr 30, 2025 at 12:10 AM UTC
meat - machine
There are times When you work your hardest When you burn the midnight oil Yet, it is not enough Because, the pile of work besides you Grows taller and taller Till it outgrows Mount Everest As you process this And arrive at a decision That the first thing to do Is to take a nap In order to clear your head And ensure your mind is fresh You receive a call From that hated client Your nemesis-in-chief For years and years A client that has pushed you To the very brink On a number of occasions A client that has kept you on your toes Only to pull the rug from under your feet At the eleventh hour As you take the call You hope against hope That they are bringing good news But your hopes are brutally dashed As they inform you With apparent smug satisfaction That your candidates Who have been interviewed After more than a month of inaction Are all rejected Thus, you have to start all over again And **** Just like that All those months of hard work Have gone down the drain And that is not all This is merely an addition To the gargantuan pile of work That lies on your desk As you take another look at it You feel ready to pass out To all those who've read till here This may come as a shock However, the reality is This is just a day in Recruitment
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Dec 14, 2021
Dec 14, 2021 at 11:09 PM UTC
A Day In Recruitment
Shallow sunlight Reaching grey areas. Sporting berating frowns And horrid, gaunt eyes. Peeking into black corners. Turbulent emotions. The stars and the sea kiss just a footstep backward. Noises drown. Eyes burn. Head smarts. Flopping on the hamster wheel. Resting on coffee makers. The delicacy of energy bars served on a silver plate. And your body screams: imalright. While your hands scrabble for a handhold on a self polished cliffside. When you realise you're running faster than the treadmill. It's already too late.
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 12:05 AM UTC
Prozac - 1, Progress - 0
20 techs working all together 10 scientists reviewing all their work 2 techs gone for questionable behavior 3 techs lured away by lucrative positions 3 scientists went on to greener pastures 1 scientist promoted into management Two-thirds the work force—extra work for all. Management decrees that: Worker shortages are not sufficient cause for revenue shortages or excess overtime. Lunch breaks are mandatory and not to be worked through. Invite all your friends to work here—isn’t it a wonderful environment? Just think, we’re getting a new building in 3 years and will double in size. All your woes will be solved then, if only you survive.
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Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 5:42 PM UTC
Survival or Utopia?