RedDwarf: Examine weirdly postmodern chair.

You don't like it. The Company makes everything cheap as they can. Cut every corner.

The Unofficial Galactic Company Protocol Guide has this to say on the topic of the standard furniture available in all space stations:

The standard furniture issued to every space station is originally designed for health, safety, comfort, and durability, in that order. Chairs of all types, as well as stools, tables, beds, and the rare non-bulkhead door have had their standardized designs lovingly hand-crafted by expert shapesmiths whose monastic upbringing allow for the creation of angles so precisely defined as to drop a population's suicide rate by half simply by furnishing their space.

Corporate then uses a series of esoteric metrics in order to optimize cost versus benefit in a series of fat-trimming decisions. For example, in the standard chair, individual legs were rated by individual cost, and so by making sure the design only has one leg, the leg-related cost can be cut down by three fourths, and everyone responsible for the decision can immediately be given a raise and a bonus without any legal questions arising.

RedDwarf: Order WhiteDwarf to scream into the eternal void, but also with typos, since she's in space where no one can hear and you're a good leader who knows how to delegate.