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I recently had the “honor” of participating in an on-site temporary support job that described itself as having “zero barriers to entry” and being open to “anyone of normal intelligence.” What appeared to be a simple task involving nothing more than physical exertion turned out to be a social experiment testing the limits of human morality and mental resilience. Just as advertised: no experience required, no skills required—only the ability to abandon any expectation of professionalism or dignity.

Let’s start with management, whose style was a masterpiece of contrasting aesthetics. One supervisor was so friendly that it raised goosebumps, enthusiastically using their authority to review resumes to initiate “casual gossip,” as if temporary workers were new matches on a dating app and the workplace had become a “professional social night market.” Perhaps they genuinely believe that the essence of management is to fully explore other people’s private affairs. Another supervisor took a minimalist approach, remaining silent throughout as though they were merely an extra showing up to clock in—their philosophy of “silence speaks louder than words” inspired reluctant admiration for their ability to reduce their “presence” to a negative value.

As for payroll, that was the dramatic climax. The original promise of payment on the “tenth day after the event ended” gave everyone hope, only for the company to make a “surprise announcement” on the final day: the company was going abroad to have fun—oh, no, it was a “business trip,” so payment might be delayed by half a month. The moment someone said, “Please be understanding,” the scene was filled with emotion—after all, we weren’t there to work; we were participating in an endurance race against fate.

The truly moving highlight came on payday. Although payment was ultimately made on schedule, some people discovered that the amount had subtly been “discounted.” When you finally gathered the courage to ask, the supervisor’s response was worthy of an emoji reaction-image exhibition: “facepalm,” “laughing and crying,” and “speechless,” all in rapid succession, as though we weren’t asking about our wages but performing an improvised skit in a chatroom. The scene prompts a profound question: has the modern workplace stopped valuing language and shifted toward a new paradigm of emotion management centered on emojis?

If you are conducting some kind of social observation or psychological research, I sincerely recommend this absurd farce to the following audiences:

1. Graduate students in sociology preparing to write *How Small Organizations Successfully Simulate Disaster Scenes*

2. Psychologists particularly interested in “how inefficient organizations feel good about themselves”

3. Dream-chasing young people hoping to rediscover what “self-numbing” means through workplace experience

To sum up this experience: the question was never how hard you worked, but whether you had a thick enough skin and strong enough nerves to withstand organizations that treat chaos as everyday life and perfunctory behavior as a style. This was not a job, but an immersive performance of social reality. Perfect? Hardly. But absurd? Truly priceless.