Dear Applicant,
I know why you’re reading these reviews, so let me start out by answering your main question. Do not come here.
Why do you want to? Because it’s a part of Alphabet? Because you think it will be like Google? This isn’t Google. The compensation is average, any perks are rolled back on a regular basis. The culture here has reached a level of toxicity that is cartoonish. At Verily you are either stabbing someone in the back or are about to be stabbed yourself. If that sounds strange to anyone, I’m sorry but your manager is about to schedule a talk, you have just been escalated. People here think their life is like House of Cards and while they may resemble Kevin Spacey, the reality is closer to Mean Girls. More will be said behind your back than to your face. We communicate solely via escalation here. You will be escalated frequently. Escalations fly freed from the burden of proof, rationale, or consequence for the issuer. DEI does not exist here. This is not the place for members of historically marginalized communities. Bias and prejudice are allowed to flourish in this culture. Do not come here.
Projects are hilariously understaffed and the product is both undercooked and oversold. Are you hoping our reputation will do something for you? Expect to be disappointed once you hear what our customers think of us. You will be expected to hold multiple roles, across major projects, without any support. Senior leaders will appear just in time to take full credit for your work. You will work late nights, you will sacrifice weekends, and in the end, you will clap for someone who doesn’t attend any meetings. You have just been escalated. Applicant, do not come here.
Do you believe in the mission? Is that why you applied? We are proud of it too. We are happy to state that we improve people’s lives while creating a mental health crisis behind our own doors. I have seen people leave (without other work secured) just for the sake of their own wellbeing. I have heard friends confide that they are close to the brink. I have watched the sick glee on the faces of hate filled “co-workers” as they twist the knife. On Sunday night you will experience the kind of feeling that some people don’t survive. Don’t you have other options? How long can you stay unemployed? Doesn’t your college roommate owe you a favor? Haven’t I answered your question already? Do not come here.
