This is an empty office Zig Forums. Think of a way to make a spooky game that takes place in it

How soul crushing is a 9-5 office job? This pic alone is depressing, I can't imagine living in one 40 hours a week monday - friday

I worked in a office for years
around year 3 I was going insane

My thought exactly but with minus8.

try 50, and sometimes mandatory overtime
ive hit 70 already a couple times this fiscal already

The cleaning guy is slowly making his way to clean your cubicle and the porn you were watching is stuck on the monitor and spooky ghosts are stopping you from just turning off your monitor, find a way to turn it off before he can out you as a degenerate to HR.

Came here to post this

D-do my work improve society at least ?

going from retail to corporate office, I realized I took retail jobs for granted and kinda miss it. Fuck customers though. One thing I'll never miss

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SHUT UP. EVERYONE JUST LISTEN. Okay so there are 100 cubicles, 50 players. The lights need to flicker on, and flicker off. They will do so at random intervals, minutes apart from one another. Everyone is on the same floor or otherwise, and every time the lights flicker off, the monster attacks people in cubicles it knows they are in. When the lights come back on, you must move to a new cubicle in order to be safe from the monster(s). During safe time (lights on), you can go to the kitchen, janitorial, potentially other levels, etc. Supplies, food, health equipment, weapons, all available. You can throw, attack, even kill other players (hard to kill but possible after brutal melee combat), but the end goal is to get to the final cubicle that remains each time the lights flicker off. The more the lights flicker off and on, the more cubicles are missing, until only one remains. The last player in the last cubicle wins. Bonus is if you get to the snack machine and eat enough junk food, you can use your poop as a distraction/flashbang equivalent.

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Don't be ridiculous, of course it doesn't.

>snarky cunts in the open office constantly talking retarded shit and have to listen to all their conversations
>the computer is outdated and the programs are slooooooow
>every click = wait 10 seconds
>chair is not comfortable and ass is sweating because sun shines right at my back
>still tired from not enough sleep and eyes are drying up, vision getting blurry
>open up window
>5 seconds later some roastie closes it again because it is too cold despite being 30 degrees celsius outside and 40 inside
>roastie sitting across me sneezing all the time
>one of the roasties turns on the radio which plays the same 3 shitty annoying songs in a loop over and over and over again
>desk is too small for all the papershit
>coworker retards start eating and they eats like pigs, with open mouth and you can hear it across the room smells like rotten dog anus too
>one roastie brings her loud autistic kid to work that yells at the top of his lungs and runs around the desk
>look at clock
>still 7 hours left and its monday

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I've worked in offices since I was 18, 24 now. Ask me all your office questions, I have seen it all already.

Cubicles are based and redpilled. The worst thing that ever happened to corporate culture was the movie Office Space, and the idea that private, individual cubicles are denigrating or bad. All these stupid liberal hippies in the 2010s pushed for "open office" spaces with beanbag chairs and tiny cuck desks. It's impossible to get anything done in an open office. You have no privacy. Your periphery is constantly interrupted with people walking around. You hear everyone around you chattering. You don't have real desk space. Instead of mouse, keyboard, desktop, multiple monitors, proper chair, you're stuck with some shitty stool with no back support on a dingy laptop

It gets your boss a little closer to his third yacht

>have to find pills
>search random cubicals for pills
>the more you take pills the more the office seems to be infinite
>will be some zombie/possessed npcs walking or idling around, wont bother unless disturbed by loud sounds generated by shuffling papers too loud or opening cabinets
>monster sensitive to sound will begin roaming, random phone calls will ring near your location and thats where you hide
>monster with no hearing but excellent sight will guard some areas, kind of like those bioshock ear guys
>have to push further into the hallways to find the one window
>by breaking the window and falling out you escape the office through death

Control + F.E.A.R.
Equals the greatest fps ever, with the greatest graphics ever.
Ps5 couldn't run it above 1080p.

Big muscular black men come out of the cubicles with their BBCs flopping around and chase you

can you browse 4chin/youtube etc and get away with it?

>Supervisor comes by your cubicle
>You turn your chair to face him, he's dressed in his usual attire, but you sense an unnerving difference in his appearance
>He begins to talk, but his voice sounds muffled and incredibly distant, like an intense mumbling echoing through some vast cave
>His tie suddenly catches your eye... it's composed of otherworldly colors, constantly shifting and sliding into patterns you've never seen
>The voice is barely audible as blood rushes through your ears, and you look up at his face. It's the familiar face you've seen countless times around the office, but his eyes, and his eyes alone, fill you with primordial terror. It's almost as if the soul of the man before you is in an incomprehensible state of pain and torture, crying out through these portals of some swirling cosmic eternity. The more you stare into them, you begin to feel your very core being drawn out of your being; whatever daemon lurks in the body of the man you knew, you instinctively realize it hungers for the divine spark in us all.

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This, fucking women, minorities and mental midgets taking a comedy seriously, interpreting a metaphor literally as if removing privacy somehow makes office work less soul crushing and not simply less efficient.

The lights are the enemies

Lets just say they are a conduit for invisible 4th dimensional beings

They move from light fixture to light fixture

The only cues are a strange hum and a slightly bluer color

If you're standing under one of them, you get dematerialized and screen fades to white

The office is empty because everyone else got dematerialized

The idea went to shit when people started adding monsters to it
The entire point of what made the initial concept spooky was that where was nothing except infinite empty office space and a constant, pervasive fluorescent buzz.

That's all it needed and Reddit couldn't grasp the concept of 'less is more'

I almost bought a gun to shoot up my workplace, but decided to quit and became NEET.
The job itself isn't really that hard. It's the fact that your taking orders from people with half your IQ while pretending not to notice what they're pulling in office politics.
Should have seen the way their face light up with pretty slides and presentation when it was the same fucking content as the one a month before.
No matter the pay never work office job for Big Oil.

I think I'm gonna remain jobless and blow my brains out once my savings run out. I'd rather 100% shoot myself than back to being a corporate dick suck again.

Depends on the environment. I worked a temp job as an IT technician for a small nonprofit company for a while where I shared an office with the IT manager which was pretty comfy since I had plenty of space to personalize. On the other hand I also worked customer support for AT&T. We didn't have cubicles, just rows of desks with each workspace separated by low partitions to make it easy for supervisors to keep an eye on everyone. Work stations weren't assigned. You basically just went in, looked for an open seat, clocked in, and got to work so you couldn't personalize your workspace by putting up pictures of your family, a plant, or some other decoration. You were a nobody, just another asshole in a row of dozens of assholes who the boss could fire at any given moment without even a shred of regret because you were easily replaceable. Now THAT shit felt like Hell.

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