Sue Shellenbargar has a piece in yesterdays WSJ on the pathetic portion of Americans that DON'T TAKE THEIR LUNCH. First of all, the data is suspect, because all I see are morbidly obese men, women, and children plopped around. But she may be on to something - most "meetings" I've had lately in the 1:00 or 2:00 hours consisted of me watching some bloated, over perfumed, over accessorized corporate drone (and yes, even if you're with Apple or Facebook, your a corpro drone, but please keep trying to make yourself feel better)
These -slaves- workers "prefer" to go out, get something, then bring it back to their little hell hole cube to "not miss a beat" being degraded and exploited by sociopathic bosses. Some - veal like penesque - don't even go out!
Case in point: the bos in Texas who tells a worker to eat lunch at his desk, but be sure to cover the keyboard with plastic wrap. This isn't the Onion; I'm not making this up. Then, when this poor serf degrades himself to this depressing level, the boss then tells him off because when he spilled something, two workers came over, and to the boss that was "wasting time"
Yes, this is America 2011, and no, we're never going to rise up and demand any kind of change when Americans have so willingly given something like their lunch hours away. (Lunch now, benefits tomorrow)
But hey, they added some great raisinettes in slit E43 in the vending machine.