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Doesn’t it seem ironic that everyone is looking for adhd meds - and yet people are expected to in such distracting environments?! I really can’t work in a room with other people unless I wear earplugs or earbuds
Wow! Two bodies per hotel ROOM, not suite??
Yuck! Haven't done that for w*rk since grad school...
This thread reminds me of one of the advantages to being self-employed: being able to create your own office space. I converted the master bedroom in my house into an office; I use one of the smaller rooms as a bedroom. This gives me an executive washroom - ooh la la. If I had a wife, she would probably strongly object to my priorities regarding the utilization of space in the house, which is one of the advantages to being single.
Some insight here. I have a DW and the master bedroom IS her office, complete with a sunny window and an executive washroom. My office is in the basement, just like the stapler guy in Office Space.
Wow! Two bodies per hotel ROOM, not suite??
Yuck! Haven't done that for w*rk since grad school...
Wow! Two bodies per hotel ROOM, not suite??
Yuck! Haven't done that for w*rk since grad school...
That would be a dealbreaker for me. I liked many of the people with whom I worked, but not THAT much- male or female!
Does productivity really improve when you plop a lone gorgeous female engineer into an open floor plan with 19 male engineers? Call me skeptical.
This thread reminds me of one of the advantages to being self-employed: being able to create your own office space. I converted the master bedroom in my house into an office; I use one of the smaller rooms as a bedroom. This gives me an executive washroom - ooh la la. If I had a wife, she would probably strongly object to my priorities regarding the utilization of space in the house, which is one of the advantages to being single.
Until recently my workplace at a large company was a sea of cubicles. But they were pretty nice; 10 x 10 feet with privacy (tall walls) and autonomy; I filled mine with my photos (big hobby). And the overall layout was good in terms of team collaboration ... but we all had our own sacred domains. I'm an electronics hardware engineer, so my cube was also my lab, with microscope, soldering station, network analyzer, oscilloscopes, power supplies, components, wires ... which equals "home" for me.
Then some very senior manager got the open floor plan bug. Now we all sit in 7 x 7 foot stalls, with low partitions, ending any semblance of privacy. The place looks like an Ikea showroom. And the distractions of overheard conversations, people walking by, and the sense that the guy behind you is looking at your monitor, is the pits. Not enough room for my gear, so we use a communal lab area, much less convenient. I'm the most senior engineer in the company but my work space is now the same as a call center employee's.
THE GOOD NEWS: Next week is my last. At age 61 I'm out of there as of January 2. Given the above, it's just in time! Adios!!
I traveled with some folks from a local area bank, 1990, they were 2x to a room. You only had to share with same sex others. Obviously that plan could have issues. I don't know if that's still their policy.That would be a dealbreaker for me. I liked many of the people with whom I worked, but not THAT much- male or female!
I often wore the foam rubber ear plugs. For a couple years I'd cover them with shooting muffs. Didn't hurt they had a prominent S&W emblem on them.At the last place I was employed, nearly everyone I worked with had a CD player on their desk and wore headphones all day. Sometimes we turned the CD player on, but mainly we wore the headphones to block out the sound from all the others in adjoining cubes.
But one of the most interesting situations was my very first job in the military.
My office was literally inside the computer. It was the (physically) largest computer ever built (all vacuum tubes) and took up an entire floor of the building. Unfortunately, my office was in a corner right next to an enormous line printer and when they ran reports on it you had to really speak up to make yourself heard across the room.
Then some very senior manager got the open floor plan bug. Now we all sit in 7 x 7 foot stalls, with low partitions, ending any semblance of privacy. The place looks like an Ikea showroom. And the distractions of overheard conversations, people walking by, and the sense that the guy behind you is looking at your monitor, is the pits. Not enough room for my gear, so we use a communal lab area, much less convenient. I'm the most senior engineer in the company but my work space is now the same as a call center employee's.
THE GOOD NEWS: Next week is my last. At age 61 I'm out of there as of January 2. Given the above, it's just in time! Adios!!
^ you done right by making the drawing, JOHNNIE. You could have told the guy what you wanted, but who knows if he would have understood or followed your directions. Your drawing is documented evidence of what you want. A picture is worth a thousand words.