ONE DESSERT FOR FIVE

After a brutal week of wrestling with a new database system, five coworkers finally got it done, then their manager took them to a café and ordered one dessert.

"This man omg," the poster wrote, still sounding stunned.

The week had been swallowed by lanceDB, a new database system the team had been "working around" for days on end. They were putting in extra hours just to get used to it and set it up. The work, the poster said, was "really difficult and time consuming because it's really really complex and unclear in a lot of aspects."

By the end of it, the project was finally complete. Everyone was relieved. Everyone was happy.

Then the manager decided to treat them.

"We were all happy and manager decided he wanna treat us," the poster said. So he brought the whole group to a nearby café. After a stretch like that, it sounded like a small reward was finally coming. Maybe coffee. Maybe pastries. Maybe something that said: good job, you made it through.

Instead, the manager ordered this:

Just one dessert for 5 people.

The poster shared the moment with plain frustration, making sure to shut down the obvious response before it could start. "Please don't come at me for being greedy or something," they wrote. "This man earns double triple than us and then acts like this."

The complaint wasn't about expecting a feast. It was about the gesture landing so strangely after a week of extra hours and a finished project. Five people, one dessert, and a manager who had chosen that as the treat.

The post made the scene feel even smaller and sharper: the café outing, the single dessert, the team that had just spent days untangling a "really really complex and unclear" system, and the manager standing there with the bill apparently settled on one shared plate.

That was the whole point of the post. Not a celebration. Not a thank-you. Just one dessert for five people, after all that work.