Am I crazy because I actually like coming into the office? I like the people I work with, the office is close to my house, and we get free food there. I voluntarily come into the office twice a week just because I want to.
You're not crazy. I live 30 mins to 2 hours (yes, the traffic is that variable) from the office. If I could just walk there? Or reliably commute? Hell yeah I'd be coming in every week. I enjoy the feeling of dressing up and interacting with actual people. But not more than I despise paying for parking or slowly dying in traffic.
As terrible as it is i NEEDED to get back to the office. I had startet a new job when corona hit and had worked half a year in the office up to that (IT-Support)
Don't listen to @Bob_McMillan, @Dirty Hipsters; you ARE crazy. You're BOTH crazy.
Off topic, but damn. Cranston is a good actor, White is not. I'd have arrested/shot him right there on the spot. This may be the very single clip of White at his most transparently loathable.
White is a guy with nothing left to lose. I'd offer that at that point in the series, he's so dug in, even HE is amazed he'd not been found out yet. He knows what he's doing is wrong; he knows it's not going to/shouldn't last forever, or even much longer. That scene wasn't about his "acting;" it was about his willingness to give up and let the DEA take him down and end the spiraling madness. But when the bait isn't taken, even when so blatantly put before them... "welp, guess I still gotta clock in tomorrow." Like someone seriously contemplating suicide who sees an opportunity to be killed by someone else. Just sayin' the show is well written, and I feel every scene is very intentional.
I saw it as the opposite. His first glance (which alone would have been received as evidence in court), the brief squint, the lips corners, felt like pure haughty vanity ("you little shit you have no idea"), even a hint of threat ("don't poke me I could destroy you you wouldn't know what hit you"). And then the dismissal, because "lol". Pure manipulative deflection. The nerve of concealing something under a joke about it - implying it's hilariously unthinkable.
I think we're saying the same thing from different angles. Remember, his power trip is also due to his potentially terminal condition, i.e.: what were they going to do? Put him prison for several years when he's only got months to live? It can be taken either way, but the simple fact that he made that "joke," to me, implies he's just going with it; "either you catch me or you don't" vibe. Sure, there's some self-satisfaction if only because a mere high school teacher is able to "confess" to a bloodhound of a DEA agent that he's behind a substantial meth ring without any actual fear of being caught, but at the same time, he is confessing, i.e.: he was jokingly accused, so he "jokingly" confessed; both parties were speaking truths, only one without knowing such.
This is probably the number 1 reason I'm perfectly fine with working from home: I don't socialize with coworkers. They're the people who I know from work and nowhere else.
