A Room With a View
posted in Career Advancement, Office Rants |So a higher-up at work stopped by yesterday to tell me that I’m moving offices some time in the next few weeks. Normally, this would have brought on intense annoyance. I hate moving. I hate packing, and especially hate unpacking. With 3 1/2 years of clutter around me, I really don’t feel like coming in on a day off (which, of course, is how most moves take place) to shlep my crap down the hall just because someone said “we’re running out of space and Sally has to work on the floor.” I mean, seriously, can’t I get a better excuse here?
But instead of annoyance I received the message with a sly grin. Why, you ask? Well, well! It’s because I’m trading my stylish closet office for a grand palace with windows. Having an interior office is such a tease. Yes, I have a place where I can shut the door on sick coworkers, but I am constantly reminded that I haven’t quite achieved greatness a window view yet.
A room with no view.
Which brings out a bigger issue. Why do windows make me giddy with glee? Could it be my proposed new view of Chicago’s fine south side?
I’m so important with my new bad-ass view.
Or the fact that I get to make the movers bring me my file cabinets which shhh… aren’t really filled with anything important after all?
Three years of work and all I have to show are some lousy trash bags.
Oh, how I’m loving moving up in the world.
Tags: office, office spaces, cubicles, Chicago
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