Becca

And I'm Becca. And this is a podcast where we take a break from climbing the absolute corporate ladder that is being a TikToker.

In this pod, we're in the break room with you guys, our gorgeous, gorgeous coworkers.

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Where we talk about what's going on in the week, content we're making, DMs we're getting.

Where we ask you guys during the week, what is some workplace drama you got going on?

Things we want to get rid of and things we want to keep.

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And, like, Frank just becomes unresponsive a little bit at the table. Like, he didn't faint. He just was sitting there staring into space. And breathing heavily. And I just thought he was dehydrated. And I was like, Frank, here, drink this. Like, our food's here. And I'm, like, so excited to eat. And then he's not responding to his wife. Like, she's like, Frank, Frank.

And he's just sitting there, labored breathing.

And then the paramedic immediately jumps up this huge, you know, like, 6'5", bulky guy. And he just throws him over his shoulder and starts like running back towards the van and is like, come on, we're finding a hospital. And his wife is confused and she's following and just like, oh, okay, what's going on? Is Frank going to be okay? Like just frantic. And I, this is so bad.

I sat at that table like an idiot. trying to get the waitstaff's attention to see if we can get to-go boxes for the food. And, like, Cornell, the paramedic is yelling, like, let's go. We have to go. I stand up, and I pick up my plate of spaghetti carbonara on a white, like, porcelain plate with silverware, like, and... Take that with me into the van. So we're, like, zooming away.

Frank's in the backseat, like, for all we know, dying. And I'm holding this plate of spaghetti in the car.

And I don't know why I did it. I don't know why I did it. I was immediately so ashamed and so embarrassed.

When we got to a hospital. And I put the plate of spaghetti just on the seat in the van, and we all went inside.

I think I was hungry and I wanted spaghetti. I think I was being really selfish. I really do. I think I was being really selfish. It doesn't sound good, right? Like when I say it.

But everyone else did. I think that's what still gets me. And I have since almost swung the other direction of like trying to be so selfless. Just the other day, like this woman fell in the middle of the road at the airport, blood everywhere. I drop all my stuff on over there. Like, I don't care about my luggage. I don't care about my stuff. Someone can steal my phone. I don't care.

Like I need to help this person.

Like, I'm trying to use that in a positive way, I think, now, because it's pretty gross what I did.

Honestly, I think maybe I am. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, yes.