i did slack off on the occassion, to start off with, and thought i'd found a way i'd be content living with for the rest of my life. it wore me down over time, to the extent where i was living life in the numbest, dullest way possible by the end of it. i didn't turn up one day, ghosted my superior the day after, and got laid off by text a week later.
even if your overall output is always low by the (accidental) designs of the job posting, you're still expected to be "working" at your workstation. you don't want to get reprimanded and punished for filling your empty time with anything unrelated to "work," like i was, and in the moment, you may be wrongly weary of asking for more work to do, in case you end up doing more for a boss you hate for the same pay. so you try to look busy doing nothing at all. i can count on one hand how many days there that i can distinguish from the rest, but i have a lot of memories of being spooked that my boss was looking through the glass wall and i hadn't had to do anything for the past three hours. and on those days where you actually have something to work through, or your coworkers actually have something to say, you best hope you actually find it interesting and rewarding.
sorry for the blogposting, anons. maybe some of you will be more cut out for that kind of wageslaving, but it wasn't for me. my main problem was my attitude was all wrong. i saw work as the worst means to an end, and tried to keep it as simple and easy as i could as a result. i avoided taking on larger workloads early on, and it made my mental issues worse because of how isolating and demeaning it felt to exhaust myself that much for nothing. My lack of visible work ethic made promotions a far-flung dream, and my biggest regret was not asking to switch positions in-office when i first noticed what was happening, because i was qualified for some other positions there.
please don't take the easiest option. take the option that's most interesting to you.