
mcsweeneys.net
September 8, 2026
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Summary
When I awoke on RTO Day (officially “Remain to Office,” since management maintained that I’d misremembered and we’d always been in office six days a week), I was not as excited as I should have been. I felt queasy at the thought of signing the Memorandum of Loving RTO as a condition of my continued employment. I was an Associate Slop Doula for Mondo Mayo, founded as a mayonnaise company, which now...