When one thinks of the worst Adulthood has to offer, one may conjure up images made famous by the movie Office Space, or the comic strip Dilbert. Rows and rows of gray corporate cubicles, somewhat reminiscent of a laboratory experiment involving mice and cheese.
What delights me to no end is that no matter how PowerPoint driven, cell phone dependent, or memo burdened we become, the deep fire of childhood within each of us refuses to be extinguished. Sure, life in a corporate cube can do wonders to dull the senses, steal one’s individuality, and weaken one’s will to live, but take heart: it is actually impossible to keep the light of childhood from sneaking through.
When an office is devoid of fun, all is not lost. Not when you can turn the office itself into a toy.
Hooray for childhood.
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