I couldn't finish reading this because of the intimately familiar existential nausea it induces, so I scrolled rapidly through it only stopping to observe that

I couldn't finish reading this because of the intimately familiar existential nausea it induces, so I scrolled rapidly through it only stopping to observe that it touches on both psychiatry and unemployment in ways that made me glad I hadn't continued reading. Frankly, this should be mandatory reading for everyone I've ever worked for. Edit: Yeah, wow, this is more depressing than Ted Chiang's Exhalation[1]. For more in this vein, but with an erotic cyberpunk theme, play the interactive novel Secretary[2]. Edit 2: Perhaps the antidote to this malaise is a re-read of Hexing the Technical Interview[3]. 1. https://www.lightspeedmagazine.com/fiction/exhalation/ https://www.lightspeedmagazine.com/fiction/exhalation/ 2. https://www.secretarygame.com/ https://www.secretarygame.com/ 3. https://aphyr.com/posts/341-hexing-the-technical-interview https://aphyr.com/posts/341-hexing-the-technical-interview