System Crashed The Day I Quit
Language: en
“Comp time? Not right now.” Director Vivian Miller didn't even look up as she signed the last document and slid it across the desk to me. I stood there, my feet planted. “You still here, Avery?” She finally lifted her eyes. “Vivian, I've requested compensatory time off seventeen times,” I said, keeping my voice level, perhaps too level. “Seventeen requests, zero approvals.” “Young people need to build grit,” she said, giving me a dismissive smile. “Let’s talk after the project launches.” After the project launches. She’d said the exact same thing when the last version of the project…