No healthy functioning human brain has ever woken up with a drive to work in an office. No child when asked what they want to be when they grow up has genuinely and honestly replied as Office Worker or Middle Management. No regular, sane person wants that life.
It's a sociopathic demon-idea thought up by wealthy buttholes who enjoy making money in the most sadistic but legal way possible.
But we're all still more or less okay with it. And for whatever reason, we keep finding ways to continue it and shape the concept.
We don't have to. There's no outside entity forcing us to.
It's understandable in the sense for those with no way else, but as a whole it's a bunk motion. It's stagnant and sad.
A bunch of huge, cheaply made, boring looking buildings cluttering the world, and all in the name of making a buck for people who don't need it. Tons of space and time all dedicated to a guy named Chad Bozo who'll run for president someday, and then bomb a country.
Beautiful downtown landscapes riddled with little pillbox eyesores stuffed with people who don't want to be inside but feel there's no better option. It's pathetic.