I have a workplace where I can wear my preferred clothes, everyone's just as weird or Weirder than I am, I'm productive as Hell, I'm doing work I love, and I'm damn good at it.
Only problem is it's my job to wrangle all the Bullshit parts, in small lots, on a Decent prototyping lathe, and a Completely clapped out vertical mill, and we don't have anywhere near the tooling we need.
It's a Restaurant kitchen full of Dragons working Machine Tools.