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Weird enjoyment for old yellowing offices (hexbear.net)

submitted 2 months ago* (last edited 2 months ago) by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

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There's a certain type of old office with the yellow windows, cielings, walls and blinds. Strange stains everywhere and visible ducting all over the place. It feels homely to me. Modern offices feel cold and without soul, lighting is too bright and lacks natural sunlight. The offices of old you get the yellowed softened sunlight showing all the dust particles in the air.

The one i went to was basically empty. Areas cordoned off with a handful of staff left. A random bucket in the middle of the room to catch a leak. Dark corridors and flickery tube lights. I sat in a room with the window open listening to the breeze rustle the tobacco stained blinds.

Anyone else got this absurd feeling or just me?

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[–] [email protected] 3 points 2 months ago* (last edited 2 months ago)

I also have a thing for mundane, bleak aesthetics. there's something about an old office from the 90s, or a drab hotel conference room that I'm inextricably drawn to. those old square acoustic ceiling tiles, harsh white florescent lighting, beige wall-to-wall carpeting that's been thoroughly flattened from years of activity - a space so utterly devoid of life or joy that it becomes almost strangely beautiful, in a tragic sort of way

I probably wouldn't feel the same if I had to work in such a place every day, however