Everyday I live in fear that the psychopathic manbaby who runs the company I wage slave for will make an arbitrary decision that robs me of the meager life I’ve built, and that nothing I do will protect me from that because I’ll never fit his toxic vision of a 10x engineer.

I don’t think

I was just thinking the same thing

I tried to think once, but it made my head hurt so I haven’t done it since

say what i’m thinking, direct transcription train of thought:duck tarantula steak oh eat steak brown flat eat ooo sound yes happy sound blue yay.