Windward Reports: Cubicle War 2006

I had to add this after my comment on cubicles yesterday

Who Invented Cubicles?

Procrastinating at job that is my first where I have had to work in isolation...oh I mean a cubicle...I have stumbled across an online article about the punk who invented these makeshift offices. Thank you Bob Propst for making the office experience one that all cubicle workers look forward to each day. Okay well maybe I'm being a little harsh....because he did have good intentions for improving the work environment when he came up with this brilliant plan. I figure Propst is like a modern day Dr. Frankenstein, a good-hearted man with one less marble and probably had no foresight to realize that his creation would unleash a fury over the unsuspecting townspeople. I suppose there is hope though...there have been efforts to change the workplace but like the author of the article I don't think they will be able to change the "telecommuting" that is becoming more and more prevalent.

I love the idea of working outside of work which is why I love the flexibility of working in academia. With the exception of holding office hours, I can basically do my work where I want and feel better doing it at the same time. Why not have people work where they feel comfortable? Are supervisors worried that nothing will get done unless their employees work under their watchful eyes periodically? Personally, I get less work done when I feel like someone is breathing down my neck all the time. Or, I actually find ways to make duties take longer so that I always look like I'm working. The point is....I'm all for "telecommuting" and working to live, not just living to work.

Books I Want to Read

The Mighty and the Almighty - Madeleine Albright
The K Street Gang - Michael Continetti
America - Jon Stewart (there's actually at teacher's edition too)
Blink
A World of Imponderables - David Feldman
Pink Think - Lynn Peril

Nickelback in concert

I'm still speechless from the the concert Saturday and I don't think it's just from screaming so loud, though I didn't expect my voice to still be hoarse today. I've never been a big concert-goer but holy crap I've never been to a concert like this before and that's probably why. The pyrotechnics were out of control and I was so into every song that I didn't even notice that the girl standing next to me was tapping me for probably 5 minutes before I moved to let her out of the aisle. I came away loving Nickelback even more and actually finding a few songs from Three Days Grace pretty cool too. They sure as hell better go on tour every year because I'm there!

Shitty Jobs

Sitting at work today I've had plenty of time to think about work....not actually working but thinking about working. To me there are two main categories of horrid jobs: 1) summer jobs and 2) lifelong jobs. These two categories exist separate from what is labeled as the career category because that is a whole other story in itself. I think everyone has had their share of jobs they disliked and dreaded during the summer months in between semesters of college to pay the bills or just to have something to do. In my case it has been to scrape by paying the bills by doing the summer jobs that no one wants to do in the summer or any other time of the year. This brings me to my first temp job.

After several summers spent working in restaurants, retail, and a few stints lifeguarding and painting houses I wanted a 9-5 job with no weekends or holidays. I also didn't want to have to find someone to replace my shift if I wanted time off. Well, now that I've pursued my first summer office job I've realized that it doesn't matter the location....it's still a rarity to find a non-shitty summer job. Hmmm.....maybe I should just give in and accept that fact. I guess it all comes down to the fact that I'm ready to have my career already. Now that I know what I want to do with my life I don't want to waste my time with jobs to pass the time before I get my final degree. I guess I have to look on the bright side though.....at least I have about 20 jobs I know I don't want to ever have again....and I know that without those jobs I would never really appreciate what I have decided to do as a career.

The Supernatural......is the truth really out there?

I'm not really big into believing in the supernatural because I'm a skeptic. When people tell me stories of seeing strange phenomena I usually just nod my head and smile, but I don't really understand because it's never something that's really happened to me personally. Well, yesterday was my first coherent contact with the beyond. I say "coherent" because I wasn't waking from a dream or in a dreamlike state....it happened clear in the middle of me enjoying my first bidding experience on EBay. Hmmm.....now that I think about it the great shopping experience might have caused a euphoric experience that perhaps clouded my skeptical mind for only a moment. Or, maybe not. In any case, yesterday I had my first real-life experience with a spirit from the beyond.

I suppose it was a run-of-the-mill experience of walking in on a ghost channel surfing in your friend's apartment. How rude! And by the way I don't think this particular spirit had a very long attention span because the channels were changing almost every 2 seconds. My friend thinks its a woman but after the channel surfing experience I'm convinced it has to be a man. I bring this up because the experience has brought up several new ideas about what happens to us when we leave the world of the living and why we may or may not pass to where we are supposed to end up. Let's just say that I hope I don't end up caught in the middle channel surfing in some college chick's room when all that is on is re-runs of reality t.v.

Family reunions....where else can you get down-home cookin', a side of guilt, and your annual dose of juicy gossip?

Well it's not labeled as a family reunion, but it might as well be. Growing up, 4th of July was always spent in Cincinnati, OH with my mom's side of the family. Yup, every year since I can remember was spent down in the armpit of the great Midwest lounging in the sweltering heat with mint juleps nowhere to be found. Unfortunately, I've grown out of the Slip-and-Slide so any hope for cooling off has vanished. Aside from the heat though, I've tried my best to make it down there every year because regardless of how or when it happens, there is bound to be some drama that goes down in the record books. The most recent record holder is my step-dad who we'll call Dick (his name has been changed for his protection). A few years ago (memory has escaped me, but for some reason I wasn't able to attend) Dick became infatuated with the cannon phenomenon. This phenomenon occurs each year when my uncle decides the scare the crap out of every family member at the 4th of July BBQ, most of whom cannot handle the blast for it would put their pacemakers into overdrive. Well, it only took one shot before Dick fell in love with finding his own method of mayhem.

By the next year's reunion Dick had successfully found his cannon and anxiously waited for the perfect time for the cannon to make its debut. For Dick, that time was during my cousin's bluegrass band performance at a local bar. Secretly he ventured out to my uncle's SUV (I can't be bothered with the make or model) to load his new pride and joy in the hatchback. Big mistake! Note: for those of you interested in blowing things up be aware that blowing the back off your uncle's brand new SUV is ill-advised.

This year was not without its fill of new gossip of course--though it's hard to top the infamous explosion. This year was a collection of gossip about my uncle's new "girlfriend" who is just as crazy as him. They're both theater-folk, actors and such so you can imagine...by the way, this is my mom's brother and not the one whose SUV was blown up. He's never brought home a GF so this was the topic of discussion the whole time and especially after they left for the evening. THat was when the claws came out and I realized that I am NEVER bringing a significant other down to Cincy to meet the extended fam. After a day of alcoholic endulgence, the gossip was flying. My comment was that the new gf was very "theatrical" and that's the only way I could describe it. Apparently that stuck, though it wasn't profound by any means. I guess what I'm trying to say is that even with all the craziness that goes on I still enjoy my family. It's the only family I have and they will always have a special place in my heart (even if that's a place that I only visit once every three years).