In the kilometres of the company car given to you. On your cell phone bills they receive. It's lit by the lights in the false ceiling. It's marked on the white board. It's oozing enough office politics to make you tear your hair out. It's ticking off but it's behind you right now as well, peering over your shoulder at your screen. It's everywhere . Kiss some butt, ostracize someone else, make someone the scapegoat, ignore someones mistakes. It's one big gooey dollop of bullshit.
But there's nothing you can do, is there? If you're not playing the game, you are being played with.