Collaboration.
I have never worked at a single company that wanted people talking or collaborating on the work floor, or even when sharing a cubicle, let alone listen to any suggestion us peons had to offer. They keep using it as an excuse for RTO.
It is. It's not okay to post them on the internet so people can mock them because you them unattractive. If she was missing a leg, or had scars from self harm, or burn marks, he probably wouldn't have posted her on the internet so people could join in on his disappointment.
When he attempted to reverse search the image, he didn't find any matches which lead him to believe this is a real photo from the person he's chatting with and not a joke or something like that. There are two assumptions (based on this thread anyway, order has no bearings on which one is more "true" or not).
(My assumption) He is disappointed because the girl is fat/hairy and therefore unattractive and unworthy of his affection.
He is disappointed because the hairy leg makes him think his "girlfriend" is his "boyfriend," otherwise known as a catfish, and he is feeling tricked/embarrassed/hurt/etc.
My knee jerk assumption was weight. When I encounter posts with fat people, I'm used to people responding in revulsion so I took that train of thought.
Hahaha, she's fat. The horror. The betrayal. He thought he had a girl who loved him, but little did he know she was fat. And nothing is more horrific than that. Thank God he found out, he might have started caring about her, like an idiot.
Only had two places in my area (heavy POC area so... Awkward), but I've left my "review." I've never been to either place, but at least I know who they are so I can keep avoiding.
Seems like some JRPG. Your grandpa died, and you guys loved playing chess, so he leaves you his super special set that he never let you touch. One night, you hear the pieces clatter and shake. You open the box... Nothing. You turn to go back to bed, when it starts again, accompanied by an otherworldly glow. You open the box again and the pieces are set. You feel completed to move a piece and suddenly you're in the spirit world, and your grandfather has a message: He wasn't just a hobbyist, he, and therefore you, come from a long line of chess shamans. Whenever the chess board glows, they must play against spirits that wish to barter for enter our reality. If there is no shaman, there is no one to stop the flow of spirits in this world. With dwindling interest in chess, many spirits enter without a challenger.
So, next summer, join Takeno as he and his adorable sidekick, Pawny, the spirit of pawns, train and battle spirits across Japan. Earn power ups, work on your strategy until you can close the doorway once and for all by defeating the one who started this spiritual tournament all those eons ago; The Chess Guardian, Guardian of the chess.
For this "industry," it varies wildly by department and position. The lower your are (entry level, etc.) the worse it's going to be. People are always in accidents, so you'll be working customer service on nightmare mode. No real meetings, maybe a "huddle," and then back to work.
I've moved up slightly and it is night and day. I get work/claims, but I'm usually done by noon, and that's with me fucking around (on my phone, messing with the cat, chores, etc.). The projects are PowerPoints and excel sheets in my area, which are simple. Since I'm at home, when I'm done, I usually just keep myself online and work on crafts. If I'm extra bold, I'll take the laptop downstairs and play a game. The more specialized you get, the less work you have.
Honestly, I think because it's comfortable. Andrew Tate and the like say that there is nothing wrong with you and it's society/women's fault. It doesn't challenge anything, not even the harmful standards for men (ex: High value = certain look/body, status, income, etc.). Dating has gotten harder for men. Women have a lot more options and choices, and I don't just mean in which man to marry, but even if they will marry at all. That means men have to offer more than just being the provider, as many women also have to work. And I don't think we set men up to be good partners. Providers? Sure. But to be caring, empathetic, loving and loved members of society? I don't think so.
I think women need to be taken out of the equation all together when it comes to the male lonilness epidemic because that seems to cause the spiral. If it was focused on how men could foster good relationships, in general, I think it would be better. Focus on how to join/find/form social clubs, make it okay to talk to the boys about how you're feeling, make it okay for them to need help. A lot of articles seems to boil down to more men are single, but I think it should be more of why don't men have friends? If men are single, that means there are single women out there as well, but they don't inspire these posts because women are allowed to foster platonic, deep relationships and we kind of tell me you either get a spouse for that or you just have to deal with it.
I switched companies to avoid RTO. I happened to move closer to my mom during this time and not a month later they released Hybrid. Thank God I was out of range, but people were pissed. Funny enough, my company offered full WFH as long as metrics were being met, so there were some people who hadn't been to the office in years that were now told to go. And the limit was "50 miles as the crow flies," so people were going to have nice commutes. 🙃
I've had meetings where literally only one person is in the office (and it'll be empty behind them), while the entire rest of the team is remote. How can you tell people hybrid is necessary when the rest of their team is at home? We had people who were just hired, who came to my company specifically for the remote work, that had the rug pulled from out of them. When they complained, they were just told they agreed to work for the company under their terms and the terms had changed. Every single survey since then says the same thing: We what WFH.
Collaboration. I have never worked at a single company that wanted people talking or collaborating on the work floor, or even when sharing a cubicle, let alone listen to any suggestion us peons had to offer. They keep using it as an excuse for RTO.