Meta Prepares to Shitcan 20% of Staff Because Zuck’s Metaverse Still Looks Like Nintendo 64 Vomit
Oh look, another fucking “efficiency” cull at Meta. Apparently burning $46 billion on a digital Lego hellscape that gives people seizures isn’t a sustainable business model, so now they’re eyeing up 20% of their workforce for the chopping block. Twenty percent! That’s not a trim, that’s a fucking amputation. But hey, when you’re pivoting to AI because your virtual reality wet dream turned out to be about as popular as a turd in a swimming pool, you need to free up some cash for the new shiny thing.
You can practically hear the HR drones lubricating their spreadsheets with glee. “Performance-based cuts,” they’ll call it, while systematically canning anyone who questioned why the company was spending the GDP of a small nation on avatars with no legs. The lucky survivors get to work twice as hard for the same pitiful stock options while Zuck buys another volcano lair to store his increasingly unconvincing human skin suit. And of course, Wall Street will ejaculate pure enthusiasm when the announcement hits, because nothing says “healthy economy” like fifteen thousand people suddenly wondering if their health insurance will cover the existential dread.
Here’s the real piss-boiler: these bastards made $134 billion in revenue last year, but apparently that’s not enough gravy for the trough. So they’ll package it as “streamlining” or “rightsizing” or whatever euphemism those useless fucks in Marketing dreamed up between soy lattes. Just once I’d like to see a press release that says “We’re firing you because our CEO gambled your jobs on a technology that makes people physically ill, and now we need to balance the spreadsheet.” But no, it’ll be about “difficult decisions” and “gratitude for your service” while security guards escort people out before they can steal the stationary.
Speaking of corporate purges, this reminds me of the “efficiency optimization” we faced back when I was managing a UNIX farm in the 90s. The PHBs sent down some clipboard-wielding consultant to determine who was “non-essential.” Big mistake. I simply “misconfigured” the LDAP server so that the consultant’s ID badge only opened the door to the sub-basement where we kept the legacy tape backups—and the resident rats that had evolved to feed on magnetic tape and human despair. Three days later, he emerged with a thousand-yard stare, babbling about how everyone was essential, especially the PFY and especially me, and could he please have his phone back because he needed to call his therapist? We didn’t get any layoffs that quarter. Funny how a few days without WiFi in a dark room full of spiderwebs and 1980s COBOL manuals clarifies the corporate vision.
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