Brad Jr
Just woke up at 3:17 a.m. with night terrors. Again.
Soothed myself by canceling my 1-on-1 series with Brad Jr.
I wasn’t even supposed to be home on this Saturday night (now Sunday morning).
I had driven to Orland on Wednesday morning to spend the day at Epcot with my cousins. (The littlest one turned 3 yesterday!)
I had such a rotten Tuesday that I didn’t get moving on time Wednesday. So the day was half gone by the time I got there.
Didn’t see them at all Thursday.
Friday, I finally gave up on work and got to see them for an hour for dinner.
I realized in a big way that Brad used “you aren’t a good enough performer” to terrorize/motivate me.
I realized in a big way that Brad Jr. is doing the same goddamned thing.
It hit me around 4 a.m. today that I felt like shit for all those Brad years while I did his job and mine.
It hit me around 4:13 a.m. that Brad Jr. has spoken to my team once in five years and is threatening to “pull the records” to prove our productivity sucks.
I am so goddamned tired of running my mental health into the ground trying to prove people wrong whose opinion I would never consider otherwise.
Why am I home on Saturday instead of Sunday?
Because he handed me 4,000 words of un fact checked AI and told me to “find someone to edit it.”
Who are all these mythical people? The same ones who are supposed to be helping me produce 80 extra articles a week?
Can’t wait to ruin yet another Sunday working.
Just to be told I’m not productive. Again.