The office lunch was once a luxury. Now it’s just a pain | Dave Schilling

A Mad Men-style steakhouse break would be welcome. But I’ve had it with the Lunch Industrial Complex It’s 12.30pm as I write this. My mind is preoccupied with moving my fingers from key to key on my ageing laptop, a task I pause briefly to remove a hair from the screen. Then, I scratch my leg again, which kicks up another hair. I should get back to work, but I can’t concentrate. Why? Because I’m incredibly hungry. It is, after all, lunchtime – the most worthless part of any workday. It is not th

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Ce sujet évolue — revenez pour les suites.