Promotions here exist purely as a conversational tool. You'll receive promises the way most people receive spam - frequently, confidently, and with zero intention of follow-through. There is no next time. There is only the next promise, delivered with the sincerity of a used car salesman having a great quarter.
The hours are a bonus feature nobody mentions upfront. Ten-plus hour days aren't the exception - they're the expectation. You'll hit walls you didn't know existed, question life choices you made a decade ago, and develop a deeply personal relationship with existential dread. Grind culture, but make it sad.
Then there's the micromanagement, which deserves its own entry. Every minute of your day tracked in a spreadsheet. Not roughly. Every. Single. Minute. It's less a job and more a timesheet cult with a Slack channel. On the bright side, you'll finally get hard data on life's great mystery: how long you actually spend in the bathroom. Probably the only untracked variable left - for now.
Build something meaningful here and document it obsessively. For yourself. Because internally, impact is acknowledged exactly the same way promotions are: theoretically.
Management credibility is the structural rot underneath all of it. The gap between what leadership says and what actually happens is wide enough to build an entirely new career in which, ironically, is exactly what you'll end up doing.