The Corner (BEWARE)

So I'm at work when I noticed something disturbingly odd about everyone's (the employees) seating arrangements: they sit in cubicles with their seats facing a corner. What's the purpose of that? I thought...so then I began to think...and eventually it all made sense. Personally, I view work, or any sort of supplanting, intellect-deadening job as a mode of slavishness. Anything that stifles genius and forces people into a state of dependency is, in my opinion, sinister. And given my present thought process, I came to my own conclusion about this whole sit-in-the-corner seating arrangement in the workplace: back in the day when you misbehaved you were either, probably, spanked, punished, or...you sat in the corner. And what was the purpose behind sitting in the corner? To think about what you did -- correct? Remarkably, this same disciplinary measure, has become a beneficent practice in the workplace: Keep the people in corners so that they can think -- think about their families, their bills; lose hope (almost) but not so much that they kill themselves, but become inured to the system and dependent upon it. That's the purpose of the corner, so that you keep coming back to work! All the time spent in the same cubicle, facing the same corner, will have you stuck in a job until infinity, shattering dreams and thrawting all plans and personal agendas! So today, people, recognize the corner's detriment to your existential lives, and turn away before it's too late! ...Go!