The unthinkable DID happen...
As is wont to happen...I'm losing my cubicle...
It could be worse (Oh wait...no it couldn't) My new spot is kinda tucked away and, like, half an open cubicle...but it's not my cubicle.
So, here's the thing, well, my theory, anyways about "open workspaces" and the like...being an 'artist' (ha!) i've always been really reclusive - work is for work, putting on some headphones and getting shit done and if you're a paranoid theory conspiracy-ist, you won't like feeling so...exposed. (Or, in first person jargon - i'm always watching my back...). Well, whatever, i've worked in all sorts of places and spaces, and the thing is - I really, really love my job , so whatever, I could work underneath a desk and be good with it. (Don't get me wrong...whoever gets my cubicle is so going to be getting the stink eye!)
So, yeah, i'm bummed, but that's the way the cookie crumbles...it's good to move places, it keeps things interesting I suppose, but i've got misgivings;
I suppose if it ends up being the height of suckitude, i'll just use my magical powers of persuasion to get my cube back...