A coworker died yesterday morning😭.
HR knew by 9 :00 AM, but they kept us working all day. They finally told us around 4 :30 PM, then had the nerve to say, "You can head home early if you need to"—knowing we all finish at 5: 00 PM anyway.
This morning, it’s back to "business as usual." Some of my friends are literally sobbing at their desks, but they’re expected to work and be productive. No time to grieve.
It’s a cold reality. Within a week, the company will have his job posted online. Within a month, someone else will be sitting in his chair.
But his family ,his children will still talk about him every day,they will ask where is daddy , His wife will mourn him for ages ,he was the love of her life .
At work, we are just a "resource" that can be replaced in a week. At home, we are the world. Stop giving your best energy to a desk that will forget you, and giving the "leftovers" to the people who never will.
If you’re going to check on me (or any new mom) 50 times a week, have a solution attached to it. Don’t just bug me asking how I’m doing or you’re just checking on me cause 9/10 I’m not going to reply. It’s pointless for me. #JustBeingHonest
I legit don’t think some people respect when someone doesn’t feel like talking. Like, I see your message and I’m also still recovering from a whole traumatic ass birth. I’m sleep deprived. I’ll reach back out when I’m ready. Don’t notify me of Nathan!
Happy Due Date to my little munchkin. We’ve been rocking this life thang for the last 10 days together and I wouldn’t change it for the world. 🥰💕 #MommysMini
Note to Self: Don’t attend conferences while pregnant. I’ve fallen asleep 3 times in just the first hour. There’s 7 hours left. Not to mention…day 1.😳#SendHelp