The place is run worse than Nazi Germany. Too many rules to follow. HR has a difficult time keeping track of biscottis and Slim Jims in the commissary, keeping track of who is in the office three days a week, seeing who is violating dress codes, and still having the time to sell Avon, but are so mean to staff. Could be perpetual menstrual cycles. Stop treating mature adults like children. The placebo pimple factory employees seem to have all freedoms and Taro/Sun are noticing. Sexy Sam is running a tight ship with her Gen Z crew. Wake up UB, Wake up Boy. Wake up Willie The Drunk. Wake up Boy. Wake Up Bird Lady. Wake up Girlie. Wake Up Tony Dee. Wake up Boy. Wake up Zwick, Wake up Boy. Wake up New Delhi. Wake up Mumbai. Turnover issues will commence soon, except with Sexy Sam’s vestal Virgins.