14 Years of Loyal Service in a Fabric-Covered Box by Scott Adams Page A

put most of it in a big safe, and keep some of it for myself. It seemed like a dream job.
    Unfortunately, no one warned me that a career in banking would lead to years of sitting in a fabric-covered box and accomplishing nothing. During that period, I was surrounded by other people in fabric-covered boxes, whose shared mission, apparently, was to keep each other from adding value. I was so many levels away from anything that looked like productivity that I was always surprised when I got paid.
    After several years of loyal service in my fabric-covered box at the bank, I jumped ship to the local phone company and settled into a fabric-covered box that was a different color. It was a sad gray, evidently designed to keep me from experiencing unauthorized joy. And it worked. As soon as I entered my cubicle, my shoulders would slump and my IQ took a forty-point hit. I don’t think I gave the company my best effort.
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    Scott Adams