Oh Abigail, it must be so nice taking your chauffeured luxury town car from Milton to the door steps of 245.
Entering the well-lit, spacious lobby to encounter a teeming mass of worker ants building a fortune for your Johnson clan.
Taking the elevator up to the 7th floor to preside over your realm, everywhere encountering looks of awe and respect from your workers.
Hang up on the 7th floor, eat from your very nice snacks - which you nicely share with anyone who wants to come up there - and do your work in what im sure is your quite nice office.
With such an experience, I'd want a return to office too.
But we the lowly workers have to endure horrific traffic and astronomical parking rates. Those in the city endure busses and trains that reek of deep pi-s. We lose two hours to that cr-p. We want that time with our family and with our hobbies.
So great Queen, hear us out. No back to office. No mumbo jumbo false flag about hybrid work. We will work from home to make you rich. Got it? We have been very productive WFH.
And if you order us back, great Lady of Fido, you will force us to flee your queendom and seek our bread elsewhere.