My “girlboss” manager ordered me to babysit her kids or get fired. She thought I’d fold. What she didn’t know? I’d accepted a new job that morning.
So, I smiled, agreed… and after she left, I sent her a text:
“Congrats, you just hired a nanny. Notice coming Monday. Mike’s picking up the girls.”
I walked out free. She blew up my phone. I blocked her.
Two weeks later, I started my new job—respected, valued, and done being treated like a servant.
Sometimes the best promotion is walking away. 🚪✨
