Evil mechanism

My chair at work is trying to kill me, but at least it’s doing it in a clever (almost Goldberg-ian) way. If I’m really concentrating I put my feet kind of back instead of out in front of the chair, on my toes. Three times now I’ve rolled forward just a touch while in this position, causing my calf to nudge the piston release, dropping me down suddenly. This also jams the tilt-release onto my heel making the seat pitch fully forward and ramming me into my desk, chest high.

Other than the bruising, the new job is pretty cool.