That doesn’t involve either masturbating or going to the bathroom.
Mine is leaving Facebook. 4 days ago it has passed its permanent deletion date, so I can no longer recover it. I’ve been on it for 5 years and have been off and on it a little longer beforehand. Yes it sucks that by deleting my Facebook, I’ve closed off the connection to my locals who are on there, who I haven’t seen in 3 1/2 years because I moved.
However, I have tried giving them alternatives to keep in touch but they seemed glued to the platform. Not budging, not caring, though I didn’t want to be around anymore.
I was tired of the ads that I had to keep closing, I was tired of the YouTube shorts-ripoff always shoved in my face that I had to keep closing. I was tired of seeing notifications to things that either didn’t exist or was already read but I got a notification for anyways. I was tired of being recommended people I have had no intention of adding. I was tired of FB Dating, on my phone, making up a number to get me to use it again.
I was just so tired of all of this degradation that FB has become over the years to where it was outweighing whatever use I thought that there was with it.
That’s what I do with my job. PPTO, PTO and even a points-system exist primarily for when you want or need time off. I use it all the time. Sure, it’d be nice and awesome to save up the PTO and get that nice juicy bonus after a year (applicable with where I work). However, sometimes, the job itself doesn’t encourage you to be at your best at all times, it can be a grind and vice versa.
Fuck anyone who frowns on those that prioritize work/life balances. Because it’s clear as day, what working hard and selfless for the sake of the company does for you when you get fucked over anyways.