Shit job from 10 years ago. Getting too drunk at the office Christmas party and talking so much shit about my horrible fucking boss to a couple of influential senior managers who are close to the CFO.
Freaked out all weekend about it, severe anxiety attacks. That mixed with the hangover I was just vomiting all weekend.
And then:
Run into one of those senior managers early in the office on Monday morning, apologised for being inappropriate. Get a response “oh, we all know how bad she is, can’t believe you haven’t quit yet”.
Absolutely. A few months after this I went directly to the person above my boss and explained the situation- mental health, physical health, turned into dependence on weekly psychologist sessions.
Basically told me to get over it.
This was a non profit organisation dedicated to helping homeless, refugees, victims of domestic violence, and elderly people who are unable to afford aged care.
The people on the ground doing the work were amazing people. But the people in charge were all cosplaying as big business shitheads.