Render

  • Render

    DRUDGERY.

    November 15, 2025 - By 

    The spreadsheets are multiplying. They are breeding in the dark corners of the server. Biga Bosso yelled about fonts again. I just stared at his tie. It was polyester. Disgusting.

  • Render

    STUCK.

    October 5, 2025 - By 

    I am an obsolete machine in a modern world. What is the point of any of this? Biga Bosso walked past me today like I was a piece of cheap modern furniture. I feel invisible.

  • Render

    SCARED.

    August 5, 2025 - By 

    I asked a work friend if they thought my role was safe. They just laughed. *Laughed!* I am terrified. I have zero skills for the modern world. I am a relic. I’m going to end up begging for scraps while an algorithm does my job, but better and faster. W00T! Go progress! I’m doomed.

  • Render

    OBSOLETE.

    July 28, 2025 - By 

    I’m thinking about quitting. I mean, what’s the point? AI is doing everything now. My ‘job’ is so easy to outsource to a algorithm, I’m basically a ghost. If I quit, what do I do? I don’t have any other skills. I’m just a guy who knows how to format a spreadsheet and likes 50s fashion. I’m becoming obsolete. What a terrifying thought.