High-Pressure Call from Management

Dear Delyara, The operations manager called me today with that specific, false warmth he uses right before he asks for a sacrifice. He talked about "team solidarity" and "operational requirements," trying to guilt me into taking another weekend shift that would completely wipe out my only two days of rest. I could feel the familiar heat rising from my neck, my jaw clenching until my teeth ached. The sheer anger at being treated like an asset on a spreadsheet instead of a human being with lungs and a family was enough to make me want to throw the phone through the window.