Just the title. I’ve been pulling some crazy all-nighters and I’m absolutely exhausted, and I’m remembering a time when I could comfortably say “fuck off” without any mixed feelings. Now I feel some perverse responsibility to kill myself for our project and I kind of hate myself for it.
I’ve worked minimum wage for big corporations and for small business tyrants.
The small business tyrants were worse, more likely to outright ignore regulations and laws, and tried to get away with some shit that wouldn’t be worth the trouble of burdening a big corporation’s legal team.