Visions of hell

I am in a large room in a monolithic building in Raleigh. There are desks in the shape of a U, most people have a laptop. The space in the centre of the room is wasted, I would feel better if there was a microphone and I could tell jokes. Those who do not have a laptop are trying to talk to each other and sneak peeks on to other people's laptops. There is coffee. It is in an urn. Two projectors show a web page on identical large screens at the same end of the room. Are they slightly different so that if I cross my eyes I can see a fish swimming in the middle. Maybe. Where is this place? Why am I here? I am told I must stay until 3pm and then I am free to go.

This is my new day job.