My cubicle at the workplace used to be a good one. Years ago, I was luckily shuffled to a window cubicle, i.e. the last cubicle without anybody but a window in the back. It is a big see-through window. As a matter of fact, it is so transparent that once a bird banged into (against?) it and dropped to the ground unconscious. Hung in front of the window, from the ceiling to almost the floor, are horizontal adjustable blinds, through which light filters in. When the sun comes out, as it does almost every day, the light could flood in from the widely open blinds. Its brightness and warmth help disperse the gloominess, if any, inside the office. Toward the end of a day, I would occasionally spare a moment peering at the parking lot, watching cars exiting, making turns and disappearing into the driveway in the depth of tall willow trees, knowing that soon it will be my time to go home. When days get short, and nights come early, a glimpse of sunset sky before it turns complete dark sometimes entertains me. Then I would remember to close the blinds, to shut off the darkness from the brightly lit office.
A window corner gives me some views that would otherwise be unavailable had I buried myself in the enclosed cubicle. But the best part of seating myself at the end of aisle is the considerable privacy it entails. I can read or write at the interval furtively without anyone walking behind and seeing it. The only person that I need to be on alert is my supervisor, a micro manager, who likes to check me by appearing sneakily in front of my cubicle.
But this privilege was taken away yesterday. As a new payroll person joined our team recently, rumors of moving payroll persons to an office were in the air. When they failed to secure an office, my cubicle was coveted. A move is planned, scheduled and carried out. I was moved to a cubicle, darker, noisier, with my back facing the aisle, where my manager could lurk from behind and catch me off guard but on spot if I am doing anything unrelated to work.:))
A lot of time we are not offered with choices. But where there is a will, there is a way.
暖冬cool夏 發表評論於
回複 '天涼好秋' 的評論 : Hi,好秋! Thanks for your visit and comment. True that a lot of things are not in our hands, but still we can choose to be happy or not happy. I am good now. The cubicle that has hanging flowers is actually an old one. It happens that the picture is saved in Wechat Moments, and I put it here for additional record. Thanks again, and you take good care of yourself!
天涼好秋 發表評論於
There are a lot of things out of our control, but to be depressed or to be happy are still our choices. You can't switch your cubicle, but you can decorate it in a way to feel home. I like the picture of your new cubicle with hanging flowers :)
回複 '暖冬cool夏' 的評論 : 暖冬妹妹的輕鬆，離家近，沒有壓力的工作還是值得Keep的，那位討厭的老板 Just ignore him. 新cubicle門前的幹花也是暖冬妹妹的詩的理念。再次溫習，共勉
A lot of time we are not offered with choices. But where there is a will, there is a way.
暖mm早上好，特別喜歡你這最後一句，where there is a will, there is a way. 你以前那個位置確實好，剛剛換會有點不適應，慢慢就會好了。我老板一開始也是整天來“看”我，現在估計審美疲勞了，不想天天來看我有多“美”了。有時還要我主動去“看”他。：）你的cubicle很漂亮，還掛著某人送你的玫瑰呢。等換了新的放上來給大家看看，說不定可以幫你出主意如何防備你那小老板。
回複 '7grizzly' 的評論 : Nice catch, my friend. You know what, both mistakes arise from making changes. Originally the sentence is not inverted, then I changed it into an inverted one:( The expression " turn off" is at first used and then changed to "close", and I might have deleted " the" at the same time. Thanks, my friend. Having a great reader like you, I will double check:))
7grizzly 發表評論於
Like the descriptions of your workplace. Just a couple of feedback:
> ... close blinds
close the blinds
> is horizontal adjustable blinds,
are horizontal adjustable blinds,
My cubicle at the workplace used to be a good one. Years ago, I was luckily shuffled to a window cubicle, i.e. the last cubicle without anybody but a window in the back. It is a big see-through window. As a matter of fact, it is so transparent that once a bird banged into (against?) it and dropped to the ground unconscious. Hung in front of the window, from the ceiling to almost the floor, are horizontal adjustable blinds, through which light filters in. When the sun comes out, as it does almost every day, the light could flood in from the widely open blinds. Its brightness and warmth help disperse the gloominess, if any, inside the office. Toward the end of a day, I would occasionally spare a moment peering at the parking lot, watching cars exiting, making turns and disappearing into the driveway in the depth of tall willow trees, knowing that soon it will be my time to go home. When days get short, and nights come early, a glimpse of sunset sky before it turns complete dark sometimes entertains me. Then I would remember to close the blinds, to shut off the darkness from the brightly lit office.
A window corner gives me some views that would otherwise be unavailable had I buried myself in the enclosed cubicle. But the best part of seating myself at the end of aisle is the considerable privacy it entails. I can read or write at the interval furtively without anyone walking behind and seeing it. The only person that I need to be on alert is my supervisor, a micro manager, who likes to check me by appearing sneakily in front of my cubicle.
But this privilege was taken away yesterday. As a new payroll person joined our team recently, rumors of moving payroll persons to an office were in the air. When they failed to secure an office, my cubicle was coveted. A move is planned, scheduled and carried out. I was moved to a cubicle, darker, noisier, with my back facing the aisle, where my manager could lurk from behind and catch me off guard but on spot if I am doing anything unrelated to work.:))
A lot of time we are not offered with choices. But where there is a will, there is a way.
