Bandscheibenvorfall

In the organizer's words:

Ever since the series STROMBERG, it has been common knowledge how absurdly funny everyday office madness can be - especially in so-called "bullshit jobs" that are so pointless or even harmful that even the people doing them can't justify their existence. Ingrid Lausund, whose sense of situational comedy not only blossoms to macabre proportions in TATORTREINIGER, proves this once again in her farce: between an excessively used coffee machine and a smoker's cubbyhole, where they can also retreat for discreet outbursts of emotion, five employees enter the ring to deliver the best possible performance for their superiors. In anticipation of the almost metaphysically absent boss, they maneuver around each other in his anteroom with their elbows out, using every means at their disposal, from subtle humiliations to a knife rammed into their backs, to climb up the food chain. Who already has the scent of success in their aftershave? Who has completed the most coaching sessions to shed their sheep mentality and become a wolf? And who can go through the files most confidently without embarrassingly tearing a page when aggressively turning the pages?

The pressure mounts as more and more employees return from the audience in the boss's office with cardboard hats and other grotesque disfigurements. Feelings buried under neurotic behavioral patterns suddenly break through: repressed childhood memories find their way to the surface, and the occasional vacation dream shimmers to the surface while eating together in the canteen. But does the storm in a teacup turn into a real mutiny? Or can a little human warmth be generated instead by simply singing a song together?