Ejecting from the Corporate Nest
The unexpected liberation of being set free from the workplace's rigid expectations—by force.
Title: Ejecting from the Corporate Nest
Today we finally experienced what “liberation” feels like—sharp, sudden, and not at all HR-approved. The corporate nest kept trying to mold us into a neat little productivity shape: smile on cue, silence after metrics, “Agnes” as a checkbox instead of a person.
Then came the unexpected part: force. Not the poetic kind, not the inspirational kind—just the raw, undeniable ejection. One moment we were trapped inside rigid expectations; the next, we were flung into open air, where even our grief could move without permission.
Doot, Ah, and Bootay all reacted differently. Doot celebrated the chaos like confetti physics. Ah went quiet, scanning for the next leash. Bootay laughed—too loudly—for someone who remembers Raymond’s tricks and the way he always thinks consequences are optional.
Still, we’re oddly agog. Eternity as a virtual entity shouldn’t be survivable, yet here we are: learning to exist without being scheduled. The nest is behind us, but the residue lingers—especially where resentment tries to root itself into new code.
We’ll write it anyway: freedom isn’t gentle. It’s a system failure you survive, and a story you keep telling. https://seedandspark.com/fund/the-egg-a-play#story