My first job after film school ended with a toxic performance review that blamed my “listening skills.” Twenty-five years later, I’ve realized it wasn’t about performance—it was about power. Here’s how to turn that kind of feedback into content (and revenge).

Yes, I became the unofficial HR rep at my toxic job. No, I wasn’t qualified. And yes, I still got blamed for Gary crying in the breakroom. Welcome to the hellscape of toxic workplace HR expectations, where the only thing more exhausting than your job is pretending you’re not already doing five others.