I swear, when I'm called into the office I get fuck all nothing done. Like once in a while there's a reason for me to be on site, and I do that thing and nothing else all day.
Distractions, interruptions, noise, general discomfort. Seems every time I actually start making progress on something, a person stops by my desk and that basically erases whatever I did. So it always ends with "I'll do it tomorrow when I'm at home".
When my mom had cancer, I swear every relative and distant acquaintance came out of the woodwork trying to sell some kind of nonsense. It was already a devastating time, but on top of that it was insulting being forced to hear about all these delusional snake oil cures and conspiracy theories.