A burst of modern surrealism

Recently, well on March tenth, employees in the food court of a mall in Los Angeles performed a spontaneous musical out of absolutely nowhere. This was most fascinating to me because it was public evidence that the surrealist movement is very much still alive. It began with a woman singing about lemonade and the lemons in the lemonade. Not to long after the janitor begins complaining about his job also in a solo piece, and soon many other employees from different stands join in as well.
These people put on the display of a more a style in surrealism that is called veristic. This is when the style is very realistic and detailed, however the subject matter is irrational. It would be “meaningless” for these workers to help relieve their lives of monotony by maybe doing something sporadic and plainly fun. Spending the majority of one’s time in a hectic grotesque food court, could allow moments for careful thinking and planning. Of course the performance was more of a shock causing the audience (food court attendees) to be even more baffled than if they had been warned before.
The songs that they chose to sing, reflected the views of how these people in the food court would wrongly perceive them. Because many identify this type of job as an effortless, yet monotonous task, they were able to be proven wrong and realize that they are not efficiently dancing and releasing complaints throughout their own offices. They are also never being entertained in such a way by anyone else that they are working with. It is sad because even if obtaining a more satisfactory job meant a better standard of living, it would also mean that such acts of impulsiveness would be less. Through this presentation these employees were working just in a different direction and for an unusual type of profit.
Hating a job is never really that much of an unconscious thought. It is ridiculous to assume that every part of a job can be forever wonderful. Obviously the repetition of work in a mall food court would be a lot easier to dread than working for any type of job that required a higher level of thinking and education. However, one does not always need a psychology class to help define their own senses. The laughter and puzzled looks in that shopping mall were way more satisfying then any sort of deal making.