May 14, 2008
Dear Everyone:
Week One and counting.
So far, the Space Planning Optimization Team (SPOT) has not
followed up on their threat to force us to move our desks back where
they “belong”. Rumor has it
they have conveniently forgotten about our little transgression.
I plan to wait another week or so, then start hanging pictures
and things.
Another reason for not setting down “roots” is that
my office partner (we are not “mates”; I’m sure his wife would agree
with me) is very anxious to trade desks with me.
His desk is against the window.
You would think that would be the preferable location, but there
are certain disadvantages to it.
For one thing, the air vents are in the ceiling
right next to the windows.
So the air is always moving there.
It makes it seem cooler.
He has conducted a series of scientific experiments, placing a
digital thermometer in random locations on his “side” of the room and
mine. It would seem to
indicate that the temperature is one to two degrees cooler at his desk
compared to mine.
So he’s shivering at his desk while I’m running an
(illegal) fan under mine.
Switching desks makes sense:
I get the cooler location and he doesn’t have to wear a jacket all the
time.
However, there are other factors to consider.
It’s nice to have a window to look out of, but ours looks right
over the roof of the walkway between buildings.
Not much of a view.
Having a window means having less wall space to hang pictures and
things.
Your back is to the door and everyone walking by
can see what is on your screen.
Of course, I’ve already ordered a privacy screen and I can angle
the monitor slightly to mitigate that problem.
Another issue is the phones.
I have the latest model, with all its bells and whistles.
His is at least five years old.
The phone department won’t want to switch the phones; they’ll
want to just switch the numbers.
But I can fight that.
So it really boils down to The Goody Basket.
This is a wire basket that sits on a shelf over my desk.
(I think I’ve explained about the “slat wall” before.)
People stop by, reach in through the door and help themselves to
a piece of candy. There’s
another glass bowl under the shelf containing non-chocolate candy
because not everyone loves chocolate (hard to believe, I know.)
If I move to the window desk, The Goody Basket, et.
al., will move with me. This
means people will have to walk all the way into the room.
This could be a problem.
As it is, my office partner is still working in
In other news…
The really important thing that happened this week
is that “Jeannie” hurt one of her fingers last weekend in an altercation
with some furniture at a restaurant where we were having lunch.
First Aid consisted of some ice, a sanitizing wipe and a band
aid, the latter two coming from my purse, the same one everyone makes
fun of until they have an emergency and I’m the one who’s prepared.
As of last night it was still hurting quite a bit.
A quick note of commiseration or a Get Well Card would not be
amiss. Remember, she makes
her living with her hands.
Love, as always,
Pete
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