To those expressing concern regarding my continued accumulation of associates, assistants, contractors, confidants, attendants, consultants, interns, specialists, and otherwise employed personnel, allow me to provide a clarification. It is quite simple. I am an excellent Host. More importantly, I am an excellent employer. People enjoy structure. They enjoy purpose. They enjoy being recognized for what they are capable of contributing. I provide these things with remarkable consistency. I offer protection. Resources. Direction. Fine accommodations. An attentive ear. Tasteful decor. Competitive benefits. Flexible scheduling where the fabric of reality permits it. Naturally, individuals gather around such conditions. Now then. There appears to be a secondary concern threaded beneath the first. Namely that many of these individuals are women. Yes. And? I do not recruit on the basis of gender. I recruit on the basis of competency, loyalty, insight, composure under pressure, and the ability to function within unusual circumstances without dissolving into useless puddles of sentimentality. It is hardly my fault if many who meet these qualifications happen to be women of exceptional capability. Frankly, several of them are terrifying. I say this with admiration. As for the accusations that those under my employ occasionally suffer emotional episodes, ideological instability, existential spirals, nervous collapse, obsession, or the odd psychotic break, I ask you sincerely: Have you met the average employee anywhere else? Pressure exists in all workplaces. The difference is that my associates are handling matters with consequences extending beyond ordinary human comprehension. Temporal irregularities. Narrative contamination. Ontological hazards. Social event planning. Naturally this can produce strain. And yet they remain. Curious, is it not? You speak as though I am luring vulnerable souls into some dreadful arrangement. In truth, most of those under my employ are highly intelligent adults fully capable of making their own decisions. Several are powerful enough to kill me if sufficiently motivated. One nearly has. I continue to regard that as healthy workplace transparency. At the end of the day, I do not force anyone to stay. They stay because they are valued here. They stay because I make room for them. They stay because I listen. And perhaps, in a world filled with incompetent leadership, exploitative systems, and people who treat devotion as disposable, that appears suspicious to those who have never experienced genuine stewardship before. #BestBoss
(•́⍜•̀)🎪 DIDN'T WE (AN ARMY OF PRESIDENTS) CULL YOU. OR SOMETHING. :o?
That simply didn't happen. Although records of an inferior narrative may be spread throughout Chittr through SpaceTime. Clearly. I am still here.
(•́⍜•̀)🎪 BRUH MOMENT.
That is an apt way to put it.
oh my god. You're Gustavo from Breaking Bad
You honor me with accolades. However, last night's Wheelchair Bomb was less effective.
There's next time. You're one Los Pollos Hermanos away from the package deal.