Job Hunting: Malad Maladies

On my way I see an old despondent pedestal fan. It is made to stand in shame with its head down,  facing the wall of an equally old and despondent building.  
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I'm at the office of Wcities. There's a flower vase on my right. It has flowers painted on it. The artist must have been pretty fucking uninspired to draw fucking flowers on a fucking flowerpot.