Last week, we were talking here in the lobby and he told me, "I'm thinking of quitting and accepting a job offer. There, I'll have more freedom to do my job and I won't have to deal with my boss constantly micromanaging my projects"

I told him to think carefully and follow his heart, and not let anyone cast a shadow over his carrer.

However a scandal has emerged regarding betting favoritism that could cast a shadow over his career. I hope it is not true and everything ends well for him.

When they came over, I showed them the dress. Mari immediately said it looked a bit too bridal, and Duda joked that I might accidentally steal the spotlight. That started a discussion about wedding rules, specifically, whether we’d let someone wear white at our own weddings.

Mari was completely against it. “It’s my day, no one else gets to wear white. Period.”, she said. Duda was more chill about it, saying she wouldn’t mind as long as it didn’t look like a wedding gown. I found myself somewhere in between. I told them I’d probably be okay with it, as long as the person wearing white didn’t cast a shadow over me or make it feel like it was their moment.

In the end, I decided to go with a champagne-colored dress instead. It was still beautiful, and more appropriate. The bride got to shine, and I didn’t have to worry about casting a shadow over her.

Whispers in the break room hinted at unpaid overtime and unrealistic targets. I brushed it off as typical workplace gripes. Then came the first red flag: my contract promised flexible hours, but my manager demanded late nights, claiming it was “just how things work here.” The final blow was discovering the “guaranteed” bonus was tied to impossible sales quotas.

Feeling trapped and with my trust eroded, I started quietly job-hunting, determined to find a place where promises weren’t just shadows, masking the truth.