Offices can be scary.
James Lileks, whose site I read daily despite his often conservative leanings, once speculated that beneath every office desk is an invisible hole in the floor, down which your life slowly drains.
Mr. Lileks works from home. I sometimes refer to him as "the fucker who got my life."
In the nineties I wrote a story about an office where management put a drug in the coffee to make people work constantly. I wrote another one about a guy who works so late that when he leaves the office the only bus available to him is one that goes to a cemetery.
I can understand the desire to make office life funny -- countless movies and sit-coms have been doing it for years. But why aren't more people mining offices for horror? Or have I just missed them?
Monday, June 2, 2008
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God, having to work every day is horror enough.
I just returned from a Ameriprise financial planning meeting where we laid out all of our expenses, income (not too shabby), debt (a little shabby but getting better), and what we'll need to start saving for retirement and college for the kids -- all I can say is, I love my job.
If I don't love my job and don't work hard enough to keep it, my family is fucked. So there's nothing like horror here. No cults or mysterious organizations running things.
No. Just good old American enterprise at it's finest, everybody happy, everybody productive. Happy, happy, productive people glad to be here.
hlp me.
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