Ask yourself how you might feel entering work everyday between a lobby full of scary-ass practically life-size plastic snowmen and a few snow-omen [that's spell check's correction for snow-women so I'm leaving it in since it's painfully apropos) which are eerily glowing from within and stacked on tiered boxes that make some of them about 10 feet tall?! And this photo only shows the left half of the madness! By the way, you can see all the cords draping off the stands and snaked across the floor. The job is shlocky in addition to bizarre. Top it off with horrid clichéd Christmas songs pretending to emanate from the creepy snow chorus but really coming from a speaker behind lobby attendants podium. YIKES. At least doorrman Mac has a good sense of humor about it and he has to spend all day surrounded. He pointed out to me that they shouldn't be in lobby at all because it's against California law to smoke indoors. I'd like to further point out that there's only one snow-omen per row, not including the rows which only have one, which of course is a man. Nice. Happy freakin' holidays. I must silently scream "WHY?"
You want to see the whole lobby?