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Im standing behind this ridiculously oversized, red-framed mirror in the most corporate office ever, and honestly? Ive never felt so simultaneously trapped and enlightened. The sign taped to the glass? Its not just a poster its my new life coach, my 9-to-5 guru, my A-B-C survival manual written in Korean like Im some kind of international spy. Ive got Remember! written in English right there, but Im too busy trying to decipher item #7 () while also dodging the New Biz TFT sign that looks like its yelling at me. The reflection? Its a mirror of my chaos. I can see my coworkers some hunched over keyboards like theyre battling dragons, others staring into the abyss of their monitors. And that plant? Its basically the offices only friend, judging me from across the glass. The red lettering at the bottom? Its like the offices secret password or maybe a cryptic message from the CEO. Ive got to figure out if its minezwx or minezwxvhpb or what. Im not sure if Im in a workplace, a museum, or a Korean sitcom. But I know one thing: this sign, this mirror, this weird corporate aesthetic its the only thing keeping me sane in this office of existential dread and fluorescent lights. If I could scream, Id scream, Why is there a rule! sign behind me?! And why does everyone look so serious?! Im not just stuck in a cubicle. Im stuck in a surreal, slightly absurd, hilariously corporate, Im the only one who reads the A-B-C list moment. And honestly? Its the most thrilling, confusing, and strangely hilarious thing Ive ever experienced in my 9-to-5.

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