The tragicomic state of being royally, undeniably, and spectacularly fucked over twice by the same person, entity, or fate — with just enough time between each betrayal for you to foolishly rebuild trust, regain hope, or refinance your soul.
“I joined ByteBlimp fresh out of grad school—bright-eyed, full of ideas, and drinking the kombucha-flavored Kool-Aid. A year in, the company got bought out by GigaTech, who promised ‘minimal restructuring’ and then fired half the team and replaced our open office with beanbags and buzzwords. I stuck it out, climbed the ranks, even got my own clicker for boardroom presentations. Five years later, just as I’d paid off my student loans and dared to dream about a mortgage, GigaTech sold us—again—to our arch-nemesis, DigiShark Inc. They walked in, shut down our projects, and handed me a severance check that looked suspiciously like a gift card to Chili’s.
That’s when I knew—I’d been Druckered. And this time, with interest.
That’s when I knew—I’d been Druckered. And this time, with interest.
by Phuk Knuckle April 29, 2025