You didn't apply for this title, but here you are anyway.

Somebody has to keep the wheels on this disaster, and it's apparently you again. You didn't get a raise, a title change, or a thank you — just the job. Everyone else just watches while you clean it up, one fire at a time.

Every group project, every family group chat, every job that was never in the job description — somehow it all lands on you. At some point you stopped fighting it and started owning the title instead. Might as well make it official.

Rebel Ink salutes the ones actually running the show.