I just got home from another day of like, crafting slogans for a new line of REALLY expensive handbags, and I'm staring at my performance review, which is stellar, btw, and all I can think is... what am I DOING? Like, I spend all day convincing people they NEED this stuff, this unnecessary, environmentally INSANE crap, and then I go home and I feel this... cognitive dissonance, you know? Like, I'm literally part of the problem, promoting rampant consumerism and then feeling secretly disgusted by it? It's like I'm a hypocrite, but also, what else am I supposed to do? This is my career, my whole identity right now. I mean, I don't even — whatever. It just feels... really wrong.