"but people don't talk to each other through a shut door."
Yeah, that about sums up Palomar Industries. Employees were discouraged from talking to each other except during lunch break (God, how I hated the bells that signified start and end of the shift and the lunch 1/2 hour). Workers were also docked pay if they clocked in more than 3 minutes late. The boss roamed the production floor, chewing out anyone for any reason, valid or not.
I almost never saw anyone smile there. In fact, the most smiles I ever saw on my coworkers' faces were the day I marched out with my former boss behind me yelling obscenities. Everyone was smiling and giving me a thumbs up.
It also describes Technicolor (they produced commercial Videotapes) in Camarillo. I interviewed for a job there servicing and repairing duplication VCRs after I left Palomar. What a depressing place. You were frisked going in and frisked going out. Techs each had a workbench around 4-5 feet long and each bench had literally hundreds of VCRs stacked up next to it. Not a smile in the place.
Upon my arrival for an interview, I had to wait 15 minutes while the Supervisor was berating an employee for insufficient production. While I was waiting I asked a tech what the quota was. He said they were expected to service at least 50 machines a day. I found that number astounding (less than 10 minutes per VCR) as I typically repaired 8-10 VCRs a day in my own business.
Needless to say when the Supervisor finally deigned to speak to me, I told her I had made a mistake and wasn't interested in the job.