Will T.
Google
1 star. This is not an office. This is a test of human patience disguised as a workplace.
First of all, the elevators. Absolute main character of the horror story. You press the button and wait long enough to reconsider your career, your life goals, and whether living off-grid might be easier. When the elevator finally arrives, it’s already full of people who look like they’ve been trapped in the building since 2014.
The lobby looks professional, which is a lie. It tricks you into thinking things will run smoothly. They will not. Security lines move at the speed of continental drift, and every badge swipe feels like it’s being personally judged. Beep. Red light. Try again. Still wrong. Now everyone behind you hates you.
The hallways feel endless and slightly soulless, like they were designed by someone who’s never experienced joy. Every floor looks the same, so good luck remembering where you actually work. I took a wrong turn once and mentally accepted that this was my new department.
Office temperature? Completely unhinged. One room is Arctic tundra, the next is tropical rainforest. Dress in layers or suffer. There is no in-between.
Bathrooms are fine, but the walk to get to them feels like a full commute. I burned calories just trying to wash my hands. By the time you get back, you’ve forgotten what task you were doing.
And the vibe? Everyone looks tired. Not “busy” tired. Existentially tired. Like this building slowly drains your energy through the walls.
Would I recommend working here? Only if you enjoy elevators, long walks, and staring into the distance while waiting for something to happen.
1 star.
The building won.