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N2thecalmb4thestorm in Richmond is doing 43 things including…

bitch or blow up (figuratively speaking, of course)

9 cheers


N2thecalmb4thestorm has written 6 entries about this goal

change - dread - apprehension - change

Reorganization plans announced. Change on top of change. One or more person(s) will be moved out of our unit. Will find out who next week. No one wants to leave.



the unknown…


Current bitch session over.

It’s not like I’m writing on the walls with crayons!

As much as I try to deal with changes at work with a positive attitude, accepting the things I cannot change and changing the things I can (I think I have the difference figured out), the changes are taking their toll. I have been having more frequent and stronger migraines. I see the spirits of my coworkers sinking and I am trying to keep my own from plunging by listening to music with headsets while I work. It’s a strain on everyone.

The office looks nice and uncluttered, leaning a bit on the sterile side, though. The noise level is low, making it easier to concentrate in some respects, but not the best place for humans to spend 8 hours a day, five days a week. The environment is too impersonal and unnatural to be comfortable.

And those damn walls… we are not supposed to touch them. I occasionally brush up against one while stepping out of someone’s way and find myself struck with an unnatural fear of being reprimanded for it. I understand wanting to maintain the appearance of freshly painted walls, but I don’t think it’s reasonable to expect that hundreds of people working in a building 40 hours a week will never have occasion to come in contact with a wall.

Current bitch session over.

Rules, rules, rules...

New building at work, new rules. I can deal with rules pretty well, but really!
1. Do NOT touch the walls! (They mean it.)
2. Hanging inbox must be placed inside the cubicle wall, not outside.
3. Objects must not be placed in such a manner as to give the impression that one is attempting to increase the height of his/her cubicle partition or increase privacy.
4. Strongly discouraged from eating at one’s desk even though adequate facilities are not provided for people who want to bring their lunches. Guess we can all huddle together for warmth on park benches for lunch during the winter.
5. No window coverings allowed: windows have been tinted so direct sunlight will not be a problem. Guess they forgot to tell the sun. In late afternoon, several of us are blinded by direct sunlight in our faces at our workstations.

Current bitch session over.

You can put lipstick on a pig, but it's still a pig!

A cubicle is not a suite, but that is what they want us to call our new short-walled cubicles. My new cubicle is no more a suite than a baked potato is a seven-course meal. Baked potatoes are good and I can deal with the cubicle, but don’t insult my intelligence by expecting me to call it a suite.

From, here are the definitions for suite and cubicle. I checked them just to make sure I had not missed some vague link by which they could possibly justify using the terms interchangibly. I certainly wouldn’t check into a hotel and request a cubicle!

Pronunciation [sweet or, for 3 often, soot]

1. a number of things forming a series or set.
2. a connected series of rooms to be used together: a hotel suite.
3. a set of furniture, esp. a set comprising the basic furniture necessary for one room: a bedroom suite.
4. a company of followers or attendants; a train or retinue.
5. Music.
a. an ordered series of instrumental dances, in the same or related keys, commonly preceded by a prelude.
b. an ordered series of instrumental movements of any character.
6. Computers. a group of software programs sold as a unit and usually designed to work together.

Pronunciation [kyoo-bi-kuh l]

1. a small space or compartment partitioned off.
2. CARREL def. 1.
3. a bedroom, esp. one of a number of small ones in a divided dormitory, as in English public schools.

Pronunciation [kar-uh l]

1. Also called cubicle, stall. a small recess or enclosed area in a library stack, designed for individual study or reading.
2. a table or desk with three sides extending above the writing surface to serve as partitions, designed for individual study, as in a library.

cu•bi•cle (kyōō’bĭ-kəl)
1. A small compartment, as for work or study.
2. A small sleeping compartment, especially within a dormitory.

Coming down with something

It’s probably not the flu. I’ve already gotten a flu shot, the regular seasonal one, but there’s the H1N1 going around. Because of that, we’re not supposed to go into the office if we’re sick, just in case. BUT, guess where I probably picked up the germs? The office, of course. We’ve had several people out sick but they come back before they’re completely well. Can’t say as I blame them because our sick leave can only last so long.

Anyway, I’m not feeling terribly sick and I actually want to go to work. I’ll see how I feel tomorrow. Thankfully, today is a holiday so it’s not an issue today.

Figured I'd better add this goal

since there’s a lot going on right now that I don’t want to build up inside. Mostly it has to do with work right now.

Restructuring in our unit has several of us assigned to the team that practically no one, myself included, wants to be on. I’m trying to be as optimistic as possible but, truth be told, I really am not at all thrilled with my new duties.

Our organization is moving to a new office where the cubicles have short walls and there is much pressure by management to accept everything without question. There are a lot of new restrictive rules in place regarding what can be placed in our cubicles, what can (and mostly cannot) be plugged into outlets in our cubicles, and what cannot be seen above the walls of our cubicles.

As an INFJ, I am feeling especially uncomfortable with the rigidity of everything and what I see as efforts to discourage (or at least ignore) creativity and individuality. I’m sure in time this will work out, but for now I need to vent in order to not let this end up affecting my health.

N2thecalmb4thestorm has gotten 9 cheers on this goal.


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