90% of men who seem cold today aren’t cold by nature. They just learned that the people they loved the most often valued it the least. They stayed too long, forgave too much, and got burned one too many times. What looks like apathy is often a heart protecting itself.
My biggest flex is my man can grab my phone whenever, answer, look through my texts and I wouldn't even flinch. A generation that normalizes cheating and sneaky movements wouldn’t understand.
In my late 20s, when I made my first job switch and joined a certain major mega-corporation, what really shocked me was that "no one was doing any work."
I mean, sure, everyone showed up at the office every day, sitting at their desks with PC screens open or holding meetings in conference rooms, but it was just... that. Nothing more.
For example, on my very first day as a mid-career new hire assigned to the team, just sending a "greeting email to internal contacts" took this whole process: I drafted it first, the team leader reviewed it, I rewrote it multiple times for section chief approval, then department head approval, and only after all that did I finally hit send—and that single task had me pulling overtime until after 8 p.m.
All for a 20-something newbie to send an email around saying, "I've joined the company as of today! Looking forward to working with you!" But they nitpicked it endlessly with nonsense like, "This phrasing might come off as rude," "We need to consider other departments," "Show more awareness as a company employee"—twisting themselves into knots over it for hours just to finalize the wording.
I was pretty stunned from day one, but everyone in that department—including the bosses—treated it with dead seriousness.
It felt just like school... And honestly, it probably was: a group of high-spec, highly educated folks who'd always been labeled "excellent" back in their school days.
It started with that "first-day greeting email," and from the next day on, pretty much every task dragged on in the same way.
Like spending three full days with over 10 people just copy-pasting numbers from Excel A to Excel B. Or gathering in a conference room to brainstorm and present PowerPoint slides for planning skits at a drinking party. It was a truly, truly wild world.
Or rather, a truly, truly messed-up company.
This was a famous company representing Japan.
Seriously, I couldn't spot any "meaningful work"—it just looked like they were killing time.
Realizing that people stuck in this nonsensical way of working were proudly wearing their big-brand corporate badges around their necks, casually pulling in 10 million or 15 million yen a year, made me feel utterly ridiculous.
In the end, I quit after just one year.
There are all sorts of wildly diverse companies out there in the world, and unfortunately, unbelievably toxic workplaces do exist for real.
If a job doesn't fit you, no amount of effort will make it fit—so I figured the best move is to not drag it out, cut your losses quick, switch gears mentally, and move on to the next thing.
The hate we carry as Batswana towards other Batswana needs to be unpacked legit…it’s like self hate was a subject in primary…it’s definitely learned behavior