I have had it with you, your promises and your arrogant assumptions that I need or want to be a part of your soul-sucking cult. This goddamned job is hard enough without you constantly goading all of us into taking more work than is reasonable for the average crew. Peer pressure is normal for high schoolers but you arrogant white men are both in your 60s and you should be ashamed of yourselves. When you brought me on, you made me a promise: mentorship. It’s been 3 years and guess what? Haven’t kept it. When you brought me on, I also made an observation about your business: no succession plan means no future value. And guess what? I was right. Your business is imploding through a lack of management. I won’t invest my career or my future in it. So, fellows, I’m out. I’m going to stick around through this cycle and let you pay me to shake hands and make myself a new deal in greener pastures. I’ve learned my lesson, but I doubt you’ve learned yours.