We've all been there: stuck in a meeting, surrounded by beige cubicles, with nothing but the hum of fluorescent lights to keep us company. But what happens when the meeting ends and the white noise of productivity subsides? Do we find ourselves in a funny mood, or do we succumb to the crushing ennui of the 9-to-5?
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