copyright Madison Woods
Our company was crashing hard when the head of my department rage-quit, switching our water cooler with a beer keg before he left.
HR found out . . . and started stopping by for a 10am pick-me-up. The company grapevines lit up and soon we were like the popular frat house of the company. I started answering morning emails to the hammering thud of techno music blaring over the cubicles. On Friday I had to step over the passed out CFO on the way to the bathroom.
Productivity plummeted.
That quarter, our profits skyrocketed. Turns out, productivity had been our problem all along.
The Green-Walled Tower 