Now, it’s been years since I wasn’t WFH, but I’ve had an office, a cube, a right to park in a dying office’s flexspace cube, and occasionally worked in bullpen open-plan stuff. That’s also the order of preference: WFH, office, assigned cube (unless yours sucks), flex cube, punching yourself in the face, “open” plan.
Let’s take the last vestige of personal space or signifier that your job is anything other than a knowledge worker assembly line and do away with it in the name of “collaboration.” You will have no place for your red stapler or “Do it for Her” note, and you will be forced to do your work, which may be sensitive or may involve some trial and error, as well as putting any down-time you choose to take, on display for every asshole in the office who knows nothing about your productivity (as dangerous for the dedicated or ambitious as it is for the slacker). I didn’t even like it when it was complete strangers at a coworking space.
Hear hear. Number one reason to work from home is to wear sweatpants or basketball shorts. Number two reason is being able to scratch my nuts whenever, and that’s enabled by number one. Number three is being able to take a number two in peace pretty much whenever I have to, and not get stopped 6 times in the hallway to it.
I’ll take it over women being almost universally assigned to the kitchen, whether they like it or not. Today’s being your kids to work day was once called bring your daughter to work day, in an effort to get women in the workplace. I’m all for furthering our work culture change (without going full antiwork) but at least this is a step in the right direction to show that women can be more than a housewife.
Damn this looks depressing
Still better than today’s industrial chicken coop that’s called an open floor plan office. At least you had privacy with those cubicles.
Now, it’s been years since I wasn’t WFH, but I’ve had an office, a cube, a right to park in a dying office’s flexspace cube, and occasionally worked in bullpen open-plan stuff. That’s also the order of preference: WFH, office, assigned cube (unless yours sucks), flex cube, punching yourself in the face, “open” plan.
Let’s take the last vestige of personal space or signifier that your job is anything other than a knowledge worker assembly line and do away with it in the name of “collaboration.” You will have no place for your red stapler or “Do it for Her” note, and you will be forced to do your work, which may be sensitive or may involve some trial and error, as well as putting any down-time you choose to take, on display for every asshole in the office who knows nothing about your productivity (as dangerous for the dedicated or ambitious as it is for the slacker). I didn’t even like it when it was complete strangers at a coworking space.
I work in one of those. I hate that my co-workers can see me scratch every itch and hear every stomach rumble.
Hear hear. Number one reason to work from home is to wear sweatpants or basketball shorts. Number two reason is being able to scratch my nuts whenever, and that’s enabled by number one. Number three is being able to take a number two in peace pretty much whenever I have to, and not get stopped 6 times in the hallway to it.
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I’ll take it over women being almost universally assigned to the kitchen, whether they like it or not. Today’s being your kids to work day was once called bring your daughter to work day, in an effort to get women in the workplace. I’m all for furthering our work culture change (without going full antiwork) but at least this is a step in the right direction to show that women can be more than a housewife.