๐Ÿ“ป ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฆ๐ž ๐’๐จ๐ง๐  ๐“๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐‡๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐„๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง: ‘๐‚๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ!



If you’re still hanging on in a toxic job, chances are high you are surrounded by zombies.

๐Ÿ’€ You know, the ones who have given up, sold their souls to a company that is gradually stripping them of their worth, their self esteem, and their lives. It happens bit by bit, but before you know it, you’re sitting by while decisions that are clearly not in the best interest of the company are enacted. They have successfully stripped the humanness from you. You’re left just a shell of your once lively, engaged, and purposeful self, going through the motions, and unintentionally converting others into zombies as well.

Night creatures call
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
There’s no escaping the jaws of the alien this time (they’re open wide)
This is the end of your life, ooh

๐Ÿ˜ฑ Because most companies these days have only one purpose – to put as much money as possible into the pockets of the richest of the rich. We all know this approach to business is dangerous – it strips the value out of our families, companies, communities, and society – so these companies have just one main tool to control us: fear.

It’s close to midnight
And something evil’s lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight
You see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream
But terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze
As horror looks you right between the eyes
You’re paralyzed

If they can scare us into submission, convince us to stop speaking up, stop doing the right thing, stop even trying to find something better for ourselves, then they’ve won the ultimate battle. They have our brains and bodies at their full disposal, ready and willing to support their efforts to suck the value out of our organizations, leaving our communities in ruin.

Ooh, ooh
You hear the door slam
And realize there’s nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand
And wonder if you’ll ever see the sun
You close your eyes
And hope that this is just imagination
Girl, but all the while
You hear a creature creepin’ up behind
You’re out of time

What will you do in the face of this brazen attempt to take control of … well, everything? Are you content to fall in line with the rest of the zombies and do the bidding of the richest of the rich?

The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller

๐Ÿ’ช It’s time to resist the thriller. To throw off the chains of the zombie apocalypse and do something, anything to prevent this model from continuing. If you’re ready, I want to work with you. Let’s rediscover your humanness, and then let’s help others do the same.

๐ŸŽถย A little inspiration: https://youtu.be/U0N8OWwBahc?si=8SK5IdYgVV4cKAsP