“It Beats Working in an Office”

We had a friend doing construction on our house this weekend. She used to work at a design firm but quit to become a contractor. I asked if she likes the company she works for and she said “it beats the office.” Yeah.

I want to be somewhere, doing something too. I want to use my body instead of having my muscles atrophying. I want to swing a hammer and lift things. I want to let my body do what it was used for.

It reminded me of Office Space:
Remember how Peter felt when he was finally free?

It also reminded me of some Macklemore lyrics from the song Jimmy Iovine. It’s a fictional account of sneaking into a record label where he’s going to demand a contract at gun-point. He gets upstairs and can’t believe the reality of what is essentially office life, even at an “artistic business” (paradox?):

“But it’s weird,
It’s like this room I walked into is unusual
Thought it would be shining and beautiful
Thought it would be alive and like musical
But it feels like someone died, it’s got the vibe of a funeral
There’s numbers on a chalkboard
CDs boxed in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting around
Waiting for albums that never come out
Complainin’ that they have nobody in house
Wonderin’ what they make art for”

At the end of the song, he ends up turning down the contract because he realizes record labels rip off the artists. The last line of the song is

“I’d rather be a starving artist than succeed at getting fucked.”

If only I knew then what I know now 🙂

What do you think of office life? How would you describe it to someone who’s never had an office job?

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