Workplace mean girls are real

You know, the devil couldn't reach me, so he sent a group at work to do his dirty work. And when I tell you they turned me every which way but loose. It got so bad that I started believing that I was the problem. So I started fixing things that weren't broken, trying to be palatable, trying to coexist. I wasn't even asking for friends. I just wanted to do my job and get my check. What makes it unbearable, just the experience, is having no motion, no exit, no plan B. You just have to show up every day and survive it. The audacity of grown competing for a position, favoritism like it's high school, as if a corner office is ever going to fill how miserable they feel inside. A fancy title doesn't bully a leader, it just gives them a bigger stage.