Review for Office Joe
I'm not saying Office Joe saved me from spiraling further into my existential crisis, but it did keep me glued to the couch long enough for my family to eventually give up on trying to get me to engage in human interaction. As I binged the entire season in one sitting, ignoring my child's pleas for help with math homework and my partner's attempts at meaningful conversation, I realized Office Joe might be the most relatable thing I've seen since I looked in the mirror this morning.
The protagonist? A lovable disaster. The plot? A mix of mundane office politics and just enough chaos to keep you questioning your own sanity. The humor? Darker than my soul at 3 a.m. When I couldn't stop watching "just one more episode." Honestly, the show's knack for turning crippling mediocrity into comedy gold was so spot-on, I started questioning if my own life was just a poorly written script.
Season 2 can't come soon enough. Who needs family time when I've got Joe awkwardly navigating office drama? My kid will figure out fractions eventually, right?