I guess it’s time for yet another “generation” of tech workers to wake up to the fact that the bosses are lying. We aren’t special snowflakes whose precious skills are transforming the world. In reality we’re just as much cogs in the machine as the Chinese saps assembling our iPhones.
I remember when I had that epiphany. It was in 1999 at the height of that tech boom when my boss flipped out because I had the audacity to leave when my shift was over.
I told the crack-addled prick, “You pay me by the hour, I work by the hour. Take your bean-bag-chairs, foozeball tables and subdued lighting and shove it up your ass.”
Life is too short and too special to waste making some other asshole rich.