Well, that's about as deep as it's going to get because this post is just about me and my superfacial obsession with how my office looks and feels.
Yea, I have an office now. Isn't that weird?
I have quite a nice view from my window too. Some trees, lovely quartet of towering orange exhaust stacks, blue California sky. I'm not complaining about that.
It's just that when I have my desk facing the window, I feel like every Tom Dick and Jane who walks buy noses in on what I'm up to. It's unnerving. I'm constantly on the ready to hide open message windows.
I was so ill at ease that yesterday I turned the desk around so that it now faces the door. Problem now is that instead of gazing off at the blue sky, I look out into the hallway.
Tom Dick and Jane have noticed too (I told you they were nosing)... and to my surprise, seem to feel compelled to do something of a performance for me as they pass by. One guy just did this little side shuffle so that he could square his shoulders to the door and accompanied it with a smiling mumble. Very odd. Especially as I haven't gotten so much as a nod from this dude in the numerous hallway passings we've had. Seriously, he doesn't answer when I say good morning.
Where's that second cup of coffee?