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29 Aug

On Quiet Quitting

In an office lit up with nauseatingly cold white lights, the clock ticks away, indifferent to the human drama unfolding underneath.

It's another 9-to-5, but the souls tethered to their desks have long since clocked out.

They're here, but they're not.

It's called “quiet quitting,” and it's the silent epidemic many are talking about, but few really understand.

You see, the world outside these walls has changed. Social media, that digital siren, sings its ceaseless song, pulling people into a vortex of likes, retweets, and endless scrolling.

It's a world more vibrant, more immediate than the drab confines of the cubicle.

So, they retreat.

Physically present but mentally adrift, they've traded spreadsheets for Instagram stories, client calls for Twitter feuds.

Don't mistake this for laziness.

Oh no. Laziness is a symptom, not the disease.

The real culprit?

An incessant barrage of online stimuli that's rewiring brains, making the mundane tasks of the job unbearable.

It's not that they can't do the work; it's that the work now seems insufferably dull compared to the dopamine hits dispensed by their smartphones.

Burnout? Sure, but not from overwork.

It's a burnout born from comparison, from the ceaseless inadequacy that social media breeds.

When your feed is an endless parade of curated success and exotic vacations, punching numbers and attending team meetings feels like a cruel joke.

Why climb the corporate ladder when you can scroll through someone else's highlight reel?

The office is now a ghost town, but the ghosts are still clocking in.

The building stands tall, a monument to ambition and enterprise, but inside, it's a hollow shell.

The workforce has quiet quit.

And what's left is a facade, a stage set with no actors to deliver their lines.

The bosses? They're the last to know.

They walk the halls, peering into cubicles, mistaking silence for diligence.

But the silence is heavy, loaded with a resignation that no quarterly report can capture.

Productivity dips, but the metrics don't tell the full story.

The numbers are still there — revenue, profit margins, KPIs — but they're just digits on a screen, devoid of life, devoid of meaning. They can't measure disillusionment, can't quantify the existential dread that creeps in when the screen lights up with another notification.

But the bosses and the numbers — both catch on, eventually.

So, the management tightens the screws and promotes digital detoxes, but it's like putting a band-aid on a bullet wound.

You can't reignite a burnt-out flame with empty gestures, can you?

The employees nod, smile, and go back to their aimless scrolling, their hearts and minds miles away from the PowerPoint slides and pie charts.

And then comes the exodus.

One by one, they leave, not with a bang but with a whimper, their resignations landing on HR desks like lined-up dominoes quietly toppling over.

They're not moving on to greener pastures; they're just moving, drifting in search of something— anything — that feels real, that feels meaningful.

The executives huddle, bewildered, disconnected, detached — from the human cost of a workforce that's emotionally checked out.

They'll hire new talent, they say, bring in fresh blood.

But the rot has set in, and it's only a matter of time before the new recruits catch the contagion.

That's the aftermath of a mass quiet quit.

It's not a cataclysm, not a headline-grabbing scandal. It's a slow decay, a fading away into irrelevance.

And in a world that's constantly screaming for your attention, there's nothing quieter, nothing more damning, than irrelevance.

You might think this is a crisis.

Actually, it's way worse than one.

Crises are loud, demanding attention.


This is a quiet erosion of ambition, a silent surrender of potential.

It's the hushed conversations by the water cooler, the vacant stares during conference calls, the resumes updated but never sent.

In the end, employees don't quit. Not really.

They linger in a limbo of their own making, caught between a world that demands their attention and a world that no longer holds it.

They walk out, these quiet quitters, with a sense of liberation that's as fleeting as a tweet. The door closes behind them, and for a moment, they're intoxicated by the illusion of freedom.

Social media has promised them greener pastures, a life curated to perfection, a highlight reel that never ends. But as they step into the world, they soon find that the pastures aren't just barren; they're mirages.

You see, quitting a job is easy; it's a simple transaction, a resignation letter in exchange for an undefined future.

But quitting a mindset?

That's the real challenge. The discontent that led them to scroll through Instagram during board meetings, the restlessness that had them daydreaming in the middle of conference calls — it doesn't vanish when they change their LinkedIn status.

It follows them; a shadow they can't shake off.

They land new jobs, seduced by the promise of a fresh start. But the novelty wears off, just like it always does. The new office has the same fluorescent lights, the same maze of cubicles, the same scent of stale coffee.

And so, they retreat once again into the virtual world, where everyone else seems to be living their best life.

The cycle repeats, a loop of dissatisfaction and escape, and they find themselves back at square one, only more jaded, more disillusioned.

The problem isn't just the job or the boss or the company culture.

The problem is also them.

Until they dig deep, until they do the hard, unglamorous work of self-discovery, they'll remain prisoners of their own making.

They need to ask themselves the questions they've been avoiding:

What am I good at?
What do I want?
What am I willing to sacrifice?

These aren't questions that can be answered with a quick Google search or a motivational quote. They require introspection, a journey inward that's far more daunting than any job interview.

Social media, with its filters and algorithms, can't help them here.

It can show them a thousand different lives, a thousand different paths, but it can't show them the one that's truly theirs.

That's a road they'll have to discover on their own.

It's a road that leads to greener pastures, yes, but not the ones they've seen on their screens. These are real, tangible, and earned through a lot of self-reflection and honesty.

So, they have a choice.

They can keep quiet quitting, keep chasing the mirage.

Or... they can stop, take a long, hard look at themselves, and start the journey toward a life that's authentically, unapologetically theirs.

Until then, those greener pastures will remain what they've always been — a romantic myth, a pixelated fantasy, a story they tell themselves to avoid the uncomfortable truth.

In the end, the clock is still ticking, and the world is still turning, with or without them.

The question is, will they turn with it, or will they remain stuck, forever scrolling through someone else's life, while their own slips quietly away?

That's the story, and it's not changing anytime soon.

It is what it is.

And you need to work with it; complaining about it doesn't help.

Welcome to the age of quiet quitting.

It's not a bestselling novel; it's just life.

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