I could list a million reasons not to work here — like honestly grab a notebook because we’d be here all day. The pay is embarrassingly low, like “why am I working full-time just to feel broke?” low. The vibes? Catty with a sprinkle of nice people, like Mean Girls but everyone’s too tired to care. The job itself? Terrible. Awful. Soul-draining. Everyone looks like they’re two emails away from fleeing the country and changing their name. The work volume is high, the appreciation is nonexistent, and every day feels like a simulation designed to humble you spiritually and financially. It’s the kind of place that makes you stare at the wall and reconsider every decision you’ve ever made. In summary: the job sucks in ways I struggle to articulate without screaming.