My turn is coming. After years of navigating the shifting tides of corporate politics, I’ve seen enough maneuvering to make anyone’s stomach churn. The culture at Chevron took a sharp downturn in 2020 when layoffs seemed less about merit and more about favoritism, legacy, and optics. The children of executives, the well-connected, and those who fit the diversity checkbox were shielded, while others were cast aside. It was a turning point, and not a good one.
What followed was a slow unraveling of integrity. The backstabbing, the gossip, the relentless jockeying for position all became unbearable. Chevron, once a company I respected, began to resemble a bad reality show where survival depended on picking the right alliance rather than doing the right work.
I began my career in Health and Safety, then transitioned to Facilities Engineering. That move felt like a breath of fresh air. FE was about performance, professionalism, and respect. But even that changed. By 2020, the rot had spread. The culture collapsed, and the Chevron Way became a hollow slogan. OEMS turned into a meaningless document, and OEDRs were rewritten to serve corporate interests rather than truth.
I’ve worked under some of the worst leadership imaginable. Individuals who prioritized power over people and politics over purpose. The cancer in the culture grew unchecked, and many of us became shadows of who we once were.
Now, I stay for the paycheck. If I’m let go, so be it. What matters is that I’ve seen the truth, lived through the decay, and have the clarity to tell my story without flinching.
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