The Pitt — 4/5
Jesus Christ, I love this fucking show. It feels like addiction. You understand why these people have trouble coming into work, and then leaving, because everything is important all of the time, everyone needs you; everywhere demands your attention. It's those moments at work where I'm addicted to the little red circle on Slack or Outlook that demand my immediate response. Breaking away only means having to catch up later, so you just sit there, responding, responding, responding; better to be in the motions of it than having to re-find the groove. Better to skip a meal, better to hold in your piss, better to not have a life beyond this. Only, unlike my pissant job, someone could actually die! The show is a natural place for drama, most of it feels unforced, and even in those times when it feels like it's adding drama for drama's sake, the energy of the show just makes you forget it. It's life or death! What better way to find out who these people are?
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