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Moving desks
Apr. 20th, 2007 10:24 pmFor a number of reasons involving some people moving around at work and some other people coming in to the office to spread the cost of the rent around, I've now moved to one of the two desks nearest the end of the office. After having two almost completely empty rooms with two of us in each of them when I started in November, we're almost using all our space now, and as the company I actually work for takes up two offices at the end and two desks outside them, it must be doing wonders for our rent.
A desk move is surprisingly difficult to get used to, and after one day in my new location I have a variety of feelings:
One of the new people has his mobile phone set to bellow the squeaking, grinding sound of a 56K modem when anyone calls him. This is annoying.
There's a generator on the roof right above us that occasionally makes an immensely loud humming noise when it suddenly turns on (provided it isn't busy falling over). This is also annoying, but more so.
On the divider between my new desk and the lead architect next to me, there is a plastic horse. It's wearing an orange capsule from a Kinder egg on its head, and has a laminated label stuck to its side reading "beeeeerrrrr". (I counted the letters.) This is weird.
Speaking of the lead architect's desk, it's buried under about five tons of paper, and the pile is beginning to creep under the desk at floor level as well as around the divider, slowly threatening to swallow me as the black and white tidal wave edges ever closer. This is intimidating.
The boss keeps a semi-automatic NERF gun in his office that sounds genuinely like a drive-by shooting when the trigger is held down. This is worrying.
But despite all that, I've gone from being an entry-level programming n00b to sitting at the previous lead consultant's desk in just over five months. This is really quite amazing.
A desk move is surprisingly difficult to get used to, and after one day in my new location I have a variety of feelings:
One of the new people has his mobile phone set to bellow the squeaking, grinding sound of a 56K modem when anyone calls him. This is annoying.
There's a generator on the roof right above us that occasionally makes an immensely loud humming noise when it suddenly turns on (provided it isn't busy falling over). This is also annoying, but more so.
On the divider between my new desk and the lead architect next to me, there is a plastic horse. It's wearing an orange capsule from a Kinder egg on its head, and has a laminated label stuck to its side reading "beeeeerrrrr". (I counted the letters.) This is weird.
Speaking of the lead architect's desk, it's buried under about five tons of paper, and the pile is beginning to creep under the desk at floor level as well as around the divider, slowly threatening to swallow me as the black and white tidal wave edges ever closer. This is intimidating.
The boss keeps a semi-automatic NERF gun in his office that sounds genuinely like a drive-by shooting when the trigger is held down. This is worrying.
But despite all that, I've gone from being an entry-level programming n00b to sitting at the previous lead consultant's desk in just over five months. This is really quite amazing.
