The most junior guy just gave his 2-week notice today. He’s only been here for a month. PGP.
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The most junior guy just gave his 2-week notice today. He’s only been here for a month. PGP.
That one always fucks with my head and makes me reevaluate my situation. I deflect by stating to anyone who’s even remotely on topic that “they just didn’t seem like the right fit, you know?” and then pop a lorazepam before bed.
“Am I so out of touch? No, it’s the children who are wrong.”
I’m a firm believer you can’t know anything about a job or company culture for at least 3 months.
I feel that’s true for a good or even average job, but as someone who’s bounced around a lot I can tell from day one if it’s red flag territory.