I've been meaning to update you on a recent move. If you've been a faithful reader of Seven-minute Icing for some time, you probably remember the post "The Office". To recap, this post was about my unfortunate office placement in the building - directly across the hall from both restrooms. Well, something has happened.
I'VE MOVED!
I moved offices a while back. I am now on the 1 1/2 floor - all by myself. It's the greatest thing in the world. I'm the only office in the entire building that has a window, and this window is huge! My desk sits directly in front of it. The sun fills the office in the morning. I can also watch people driving up and down Long Ave. I thought that was going to be a real annoyance, but it's been just the opposite. I am near no one. Absolutely no one. To get to my office, you have to walk to the back of the building, up 24 marble steps and down a long marble hallway. I keep saying marble not to sound impressive, but to say I always know when someone is coming.
Gone are the days when I hear restroom noises. Gone are the days when I fall prey to Chatty Cathy or Gossiping Gloria (although I do kinda like it when she comes around - ha.). No more weather talk, talk of the election or the constant questions about what Celie is doing. Nope, I'm all alone in my little nest. Everyone keeps saying, "but you're all alone up there...do you like it?" I say to them, "uhhhhh, yeah, I love it actually."
People probably forget I'm here half the time. The only downfall.....the restrooms! I guess they're going to be the thorn in my side as long as I office in this building. Now, it's a bit of a trek to get to them. I can't just be-bop across the hall and be back in 30 seconds. Now I actually have to set aside time to go and come back.
That's ok though. I'd rather walk a few extra feet per day than hear the melodic tunes of someone having a blow-out.
I'm thankful for my new office!
Monday, November 10, 2008
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Man that is a tough one. There are a number of ways an southern boy would tackle that problem but I will spare you readers such a red-neck response.
I can just picture you sitting in front of a nice picture window. How pleasant and executive that must feel.
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