moving

today they moved me to another desk. Here's my old desk...



they moved me to a part of the call center they call the 'latin quarter' because it's where all the latin american booking agents sit. since i'll be training into latin in a few weeks i guess they moved me now so i'll be settled by then. it's a completely different world over here. for one thing i'm by a window. granted i only have a veiw of the 9th floors of the surrounding buildings, but it sure beats staring at the wall. it's a little disorienting being in a different desk. it's set up with the return area on my right, opposite of my old desk. i like it better though, since i'm right-handed and have to be constantly jotting things down.

we have cubicles, but they only have half-walls, which feels much more open. it takes me about half as long as most others to move my desk. i'm pretty organized (obsessively so, one might argue) and i hate clutter, so i don't have much around. by contrast, the chick that sits facing me has kitchy crap all over her cube. its oppressive. there's the back of a plastic construction man popping over the top of my monitor from his perch on hers. there's a wax turtle-candle on the dividing wall between us and every inch within view is covered in trinkets, charts, stacked books and snack food packages. for once i find myself wishing the cube walls were just a bit higher. check it out...



even with all the kitch in my view i'm still quite pleased with the new digs. maybe my 'streamlined decor' will have a positive impact on her life.