(Another Reddit-style post in the style of a repost, but please feel free to interact regardless! Think of them as “top comments” or “relevant comments”.
Based on a couple of my go-to characters. She’s just started at a new company and has had a bit of a rough start. Will have three follow-up posts/updates.)
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r/BestofOfficeDrama
u/PuddingGremlin_9k
I hate my job, but I don’t know if I’m being too sensitive.
I am NOT the Original Poster. That is: u/Redeyed-Peach123
Originally posted to r/RealOffMyChest
Trigger Warning: depressing at the start, workplace bullying, dangerous workplace
Mood Spoiler: things look up for OP, OP realises something about herself, gets a bit raunchy towards the end but not graphic
Original post - February 10, 2XXX
This is a long one, sorry. Please excuse my English, it’s not my first language.
I (XXf) live in a country inhabited by Bigs and Tinies (closest translations I could find). The two terms were chosen based on the significant size binary that exists in my country: a Big is, well, big to a Tiny; a Tiny is tiny to a Big. Both sides think their respective label is inaccurate, but accept them nonetheless in hopes of building empathy between Bigs and Tinies.
I have been asked before which of us are “human sized”, but I don’t know really know what that means. And I haven’t really had the interest to find out, sorry.
Anyway, I am a Tiny. For a long time, we were considered the lowest of society’s rungs while also being the most vulnerable - physically, socially, etc. You get it. My country has gone through a lot of political change over the past few decades, namely the consolidation of Big and Tiny populations, the recognition of Tiny rights, and greater advocacy for safe and accessible interactions between Tinies and Bigs. Things aren’t perfect, but they’re better from even just a few years ago.
I work at a Big-run and owned company. I applied for a cultural advisory job that opened up a few months ago, apparently part of an initiative to make their company more Tiny friendly - for employees, clients, visitors, etc. It sounded great, really up my alley (I studied anthropology and cross-cultural ethnography) and the pay lets me afford to move to the city and rent on my own. My job is to assess their current systems and structures, and provide advice on how to accommodate Tinies in their offices. As far as I’m aware, I’m currently the only Tiny employee.
When I started, the office building had Tiny lifts to take me to the company’s floor, but the company itself didn’t think about how I would get around the office: it covers two consecutive floors and an additional meeting/conference room a couple floors further up. It’s huge - even for Bigs. I mean, I guess that’s what they got me in for, but I didn’t realise just how under-prepared they were: no stairs, ramps or lifts; no alternative means of traveling longer distances; no dedicated spaces or shelters to prevent any accidental collisions. I just got a “heads up” from my manager to stick to the walls and “watch where I’m going”. I don’t dare venture away from the wall anyway - the floors are just a sea of massive legs and feet that could crush me and not notice.
At the time, I thought “alright, well, it’s my job to assess this!” So I launched into writing my first report as soon as I could and submitted it to my manager. I thought it would be helpful to highlight ones that I think were urgent, but could be easily addressed, e.g. dedicating work and floor space for Tinies, installing visible floor markers and barriers, training and awareness for Bigs, etc.
Since raising issues, the office has been…tense. It’s been 3 months since I submitted and I’m here eating my lunch in a small, shabby demountable that’s been shoved into a dusty corner of the office. It shakes when someone gets too close, but it hasn’t collapsed. They’ve also installed a sign on the roof saying not to touch it - more than once, someone thought it was an old box or something. One time, I was inside and a co-worker picked it up. Their hand was blocking the door so I couldn’t open it. I had to break the window to yell out to them to put it back. They were kind enough to apologise at least. I put plastic wrap over the window and it hasn’t been repaired yet.
It’s not much, but it’s my break room, my office and my only refuge. I have to bring my own thermos with tea. There’s no fridge, so I need to make sure my food doesn’t have to be kept cold, or I bring my own freezer blocks. Most of my co-workers have responded with some envy, that they’d love their own space like I have. I don’t say anything about it anymore, I don’t want to be seen as entitled or a bother. And maybe they have a point. I call it my “corner office”, to try to have a more positive outlook about it.
Aside from my report, I’ve raised things directly with my manager. He used to be really receptive (or seemed to be at least), but lately it’s like he’s avoiding me. I mean, it’s probably easy for him when the person after you can’t physically keep up with you, right? I’ve resorted to emailing him so I’ve got a record of attempted communications. I haven’t been able to attend meetings because they’re so far away and I don’t have team members I can contact for help. It’s just me and my manager and, well…I think you can guess how that’s going.
I’ve met with HR, but they just gave me some pamphlets on employee counselling services and how to manage stress.
It’s been hard and there’s been so little change. It’s making me question why I’m even at my job in the first place. Like am I just some PR stunt? Or part of some box-ticking exercise? I feel like a guinea pig in some humiliating experiment that everyone gets to watch. I can’t even talk about this with my co-workers because it’s hard to make regular enough contact to establish any sort of connection, not to mention that they’ve been stand-offish lately. I’m a naturally shy person and making friends with Bigs is already daunting, but the isolation is getting bad enough that I’d be willing to just try.
Email and work chats exist to make plans I guess… I don’t know, maybe I’m not trying hard enough.
I have Tiny friends and my family to talk to, but it’s not the same. They’re already so proud that I was able to get a job with Bigs, I’d feel bad about ruining that image for them. There are so few Tiny jobs among Bigs, and it’s Big companies who still carry a lot of prestige. I also don’t like to take work back home with me. I try to keep my personal and work lives separate.
My next report is due soon and I’m tempted to make it really scathing. But should I? I really am grateful for even having the opportunity to be where I am, but am I being too sensitive?
and no, I didn’t mind at all! I really appreciated it. It’s no Reddit post without some pitiable troll weighing in with pointless, muddled response, haha

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