Eventually I found out that there was a bus used by cleaning and maintenance staff that I could catch if I walked several blocks in the opposite direction and that stopped in front of the office building. I was the only non-minimum-wage person I ever saw on the bus the entire time I caught it.
Like the malicious-compliance bike lanes I've encountered, which end abruptly forcing you into four lanes of oncoming motor traffic. Lines painted on the pavement to capture federal funding allocated to public and alternative transportation.
Only people with cars deserve to be there. Everything else should perish.