A character in my cyberpunk dystopia novel I’m not quite writing yet, (working name Garden Gnome ) has realized that most of the clerical staff are bullshit jobs or the general clerical pool doing bullshit assignments, and realizes everyone’s just courtiers or garden hermits, and so develops a run of performance routines (running to the copy machine just as it’s finishing a job; standing on her tippy toes on the stepladder to access the high files, not getting jokes but saying something even funnier, etc.) as way to meet-cute her way into the upper-management secretarial pool.

If you’re not in the office for actual work, then (for good or ill) you’re there for your character.

It’s called “influencer” these days

What a cruel world we live in where even smol cats need to find jobs.

Wow, that’s a longer description than my resume

I’m afraid the YouTube prank bro community has been oversaturated for a while.