Those who let themselves be stopped, stop.
I’ve learned better to just barge into d’s office building, despite dressed as a high schooler–lululemon tennis skirt + free running T.
Moments later at my seat, across from t and d,
Me: Do you stand up to work?
(pointing at the standing desks filled with computer parts, cables and screw drivers)
d: I stand up a lot, especially to people.
Right, something I DO TOO, by being silent and distant these days.