A love letter
Gut am Arbeitgeber finde ich
You're incredibly solid. Your personality hasn't remotely changed over time. The only thing you have to do to perfect the game, is to drop the act completely and see yourself like everyone else does. Accept that Diversity, Inclusion, Mental Health or New Work is nice, just not for you. That instead you strive for Power and worship Obedience. So just admit that you're a narcissist - yet in disguise. Arrogant and egocentric. Stop pretending and you'll find like-minded bullies who don't quiet-quit but power through and stay. With you and your stoic army of yeasayers.
I will always remember the good times we had at the start. But I will never regret leaving you.
Schlecht am Arbeitgeber finde ich
We’ve tried therapy. You said the words I wanted to hear. But I feared you didn't mean what you said. That you did it, because you thought it be an easy fix, that I'd be satisfied, believe the charade and shut up, that I'd forget about the serious shit we were going through, that I would just be grateful for the little bit of talking we did.
You‘re so vain, it hurts. You’re so in love with yourself, you will not even remotely consider that this text really is about you. Because you‘re infallible. Failures and flaws don‘t exist in you. Just in others. So you‘ll most likely tell the world, whoever quits just couldn‘t stand going through some stormy phases. That whoever quits isn't tough enough, just not ready for "the change" (whatever this "change" really is) and that whoever quits was obviously failing to meet your expectation for quite some time already because - well, they just didn't have it.
Your ship hit the ice berg. You better call for help.
Verbesserungsvorschläge
If you're passionate about work, it can feel like a relationship and your employer can feel like your lover, so let me talk to you metaphors:
- We met at a time when I had no idea of what a healthy relationship looks like. You overwhelmed me with money, with compliments; made me believe I was a raw diamond, the ugly duckling who - with your help - can become a swan. If I were to put in the hours, your love would be endless. For years now I have been longing for your love. To get in return what I give everyday.
- Somehow I let you turn me into that woman who asks what you want for dinner. And when you say you’re not coming short notice, you make me believe that I need to suck it up, to swallow my pride, to be ok with it and first and foremost to not be angry, because you really don’t like angry.
- You made me believe I will never date a guy richer than you. That's why you wanted me to be grateful, content and most importantly to shut up, because having an opinion is practically complaining and, honey, that's just not what a man wants in exchange for giving you his black Amex.