My life is being destroyed by the real-time messaging app, Slack.
When I was first introduced to Slack, I was told it would be a simple way to efficiently communicate with my co-workers during work hours. I was not, however, told that the addictive platform would soon creep into every aspect of my existence and ruin my life.
As the days and weeks passed, I came to realize something very important: Slack is my nightmare. The fast-paced environment gives me heart palpitations, the constant desktop and mobile notifications detract from my ability to enjoy the world around me, and the wide selection of custom emoji reactions is far too overwhelming to deal with — it’s complete chaos. The worst part is, even though I loathe Slack … I can’t delete it. I couldn’t work without it.