TransPerfect reviews

Low pay, no transparency at all especially in compensation, poor leadership, complete lack of trust in all directions, they underquote their own product but oversell so you always have too much work, complete lack of communication (both internally and with clients), stats are a joke, everyone is miserable, managers lie regularly. If I hadn’t been one of the hundreds of people who have quit for a better job this year, I honestly would have quit and moved back in with my parents unemployed than continuing here. I regret even taking this job out of college, it was nothing but soul sucking. Somehow they hire great people and wear them down, so the colleagues on the lower level are good, and misery will bring you together, but it’s sad to see.

- ZERO work/life balance (had to work past 9pm regularly with other coworkers) and sometimes had to log on over the weekend (off the clock) to monitor progress of certain jobs/projects, and check to see whether linguists had claimed phases, language pairs, etc. - TransPerfect is known as the sweatshop of the translation industry with great reason - Delivery deadlines are often in other time zones so you will be expected to stay well into the night in order to accommodate a 9AM deadline for the Barcelona office's time zone, for example. - Micromanaging is a serious understatement - Sales Dept. has no regard for Production Dept. and treats all employees in the production department like dirt, at least in the NYC office. - Unmanageable and unfathomable workload - No lunch break - Regularly had to bring dinner to the office so that I could heat my food up in the microwave and then eat it at my desk while working into the night - Came out of TransPerfect with clinically-diagnosed PTSD - CAFs (formerly referred to as "CRs" or "compliance reports" will get filed against you for things that you did not even do) - Current employees are forced to write positive reviews on Glassdoor in order to lessen the blow of the truthful ones. That is a FACT. - Expected to come into work when sick--one of my hardest working colleagues had to come into the office with a 102 degree F fever, and I did too.