Today was a very special day at the office. One that signified a bigger, brighter future for our little island of misfit toys. I got to trade my shared cubicle space with no doors in for a shared office with two doors. Two doors that close to be exact. After spending the last three years working in a bullpen with all my other coworkers and hearing every conversation, every ringing phone, every sneeze, every throat clearing, every footstep, every copy made and every flush of the toilet... I've been set free by a wall, two doors and white noise. The constant whirl of the air conditioning sounds like we're sitting directly under a jet engine just before take off. Please don't misunderstand me, I'm not complaining about the noise. It's rather wonderful.
You see, the beauty of white noise, is that it's just loud enough to drown out all the sounds that distract you throughout the day, but not loud enough to make you want to throw yourself off a balcony. It wraps you in a warm cocoon of pillows and teddy bears and allows you to focus on the task at hand. So now, whether designing an ad, answering the phone or planning a marketing strategy, my time is finally my own. I think it's just possible to move those mountains I've been putting off.
I may have complained just a bit about the lack of privacy, and constant mental and physical distractions over the last few years; but forcing us to share a space has helped us learn so much more about each other and grow closer than we ever could have before. So although I'm thrilled to be able to focus on work, while I'm at work, I will miss the constant laughter, arguments and life that we shared before I entered my cocoon of white noise. Heck, I may go ahead and suggest that we all sit in a circle tomorrow and sing kumbaya. If we do, I'll be sure to video tape it and post it on Facebook.
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