It’s just a mimic playing with its food.
And then half of them in any room are missing one knob or the other, a quarter are jammed, and a sixth are broken in some very specific way that has actually improved them somehow. Every start of every shift is a fucking cagematch in the fishbowl to get an unbroken or perfectly broken in chair. Don’t get me started on the mobile workstations. There’s only one that still gets tall enough to not fuck up my neck, and it’s the same one with the screen big enough for my aggressively elderly coworkers and I’m not that much of an asshole so if you don’t get the good one you just have to figure out which damage or fundamental design flaw you want to screw you mid-shift and I have an extremely unpredictable workload shift-to-shift.
My chair is from 1997 and its only issue is that it’s fucking bone hard
why does your chair have bones at all, let alone fucking bones. What animal did you build it out of and why do you sit on a throne of skulls anyways
The 90’s were a different time. All chairs were bone.
at least they figured out skulls are made of memory bone back in the 1600s. way more comfy
fucking bone
Is that what they’re calling it these days?
Did cyriak design that chair?
It’s going up tho, not down.
Chairs and chairs and chairs and chairs
