An office filled with independent, opinionated folks with a tendency towards Questioning Everything?
It’d be hell on the poor devil who got the job of Supervisor (it’d be worse than herding cats) but entertaining as hell to be a co-employee, I think. 
Since so many of us are motivated and self starters, we wouldn’t really need supervisors. Just regualr meetings to make sure we’re all on the same page, productivity-wise. We be an omigarchy - we’d all be in charge 
:dubious: Old English, dammit!
It would really depend on what kind of office it was. E.g., if it were The New Yorker’s fact-checking department . . .
Or should that be Anglo-Saxon ?
Germanic.
I think I would be needed to head HR. Becuase if there’s one thing I know about Dopers, it’s that they LUUUUUURRRRVVVEEE to fire people. So to prevent to much attrition, my job would be to refuse to allow Dopers to fire one another. Because if left to themselves, they’d be going at it like a circular firing squad.
I’d enjoy that.
I’ll bet you would.
Heh - “You can’t fire me - I fire YOU!” Ah, that’d be the life, firing each other all day long…
Heck, just pulling into the parking lot each morning would be an enriching experience because everyone will be using their blinkers, observing all the posted warnings and never taking more than one space in their gas effecient cars. Plus, if it’s raining they’d prolly want to share umbrellas.
But who decides whether it goes up and over or down and under?
The best part would be being able to talk in board lingo and shorthand without having to think about it.
Batman would always be prepared…with spreadsheets, PowerPoint slides and cost analysis reports to justify his marketing strategies at the executive boardroom meetings.
Great Baal. What with all the experts who seemingly don’t know more than google or wiki and the underachieving ne’er do-wells who chafe at going the extra mile at work… I’d come on as a consultant and recommend immediate closure and a real estate deal for the building and land.
Number of employees: 0
Revenue from special items: $2,500,000
Consultant fees: $750,000
And only the people who really, really need the handicapped spots will use them. No wait, fat people are allowed too. No, also people with knee problems, and MadeUpAnkleDisease, and the guy who twisted his ankle during third-grade kickball. Yup, that should be fine.
It would be full of pictures and graphs about treadmills and airplanes.
We wouldn’t need to gossip at the water cooler, because we’d have already done so on line.
And no one is allowed to drive a Viper.
We’re way past tense. We’re in bungalows.
Thank you, Groucho.
Wait.
CAn we all drive Hummers (Esp. Twickster) and then we’d all be ASSHOLES!
I’ve always wanted to be an asshole.
You can be an asshole if you want. Just make sure it’s an original Hummer, not one of those wimpy ones.