Orioniae

“Is for better cooperation and team cohesion” says the boss via videocall, the grainy image reflecting the limited signal reach of his third house build in the Alps slightly south of Geneva.

My cubicle, 9 hours per day, is smaller than his shoe cabinet, and each pair of shoes is presumably more than my yearly salary.

“Then why you are so afraid as to be one continent over?” asks one of the office workers, his eyes pissed. The Boss silences promptly the microphone before returning to speak as almost nothing happened: “I hope you have a great day”.

We say nothing. He knows. 20 pairs of eyes look at him through the webcam. A person in front shows both middle fingers, promptly reflected in the smaller viewport of the camera.

Same thing happened to me for a remote call center job. They ended up discovering they mistyped the invitation link by not copy pasting the last character. They told me I was unprofessional via email until then. When they rescheduled, I simply told them their unprofessional approach pushed me to search another opportunity.