Work for Yours Truely consist mainly of plugging away on computers in a small office with the three other members of my team. We're all slightly geeky and, after working closely together for a number of years, have formed our own warped, dysfunctional family atmosphere. We not only live with each other's habits and fobiles... we proudly point them out to visitors as part of the charm of our daily landscape.
If you read Round 'n Round..., you may have figured out that I work in the automotive industry. Our office used to be located so that headlights would occasionally shine in the windows from one of the off-line areas. Quite a dramatic lighting effect since we leave off all but one overhead light. (Easier on the computer-weary eyes) Each time the light would shine in, my co-worker would rise from her desk, hands and eyes raised to the heavens, intoning "Ahhhhhhhhh!" It didn't matter what was going on or who she was meeting with... she would pause to celebrate the glory of the light. This became such a tradition that unless a new visitor was present, it was given no notice... as though time was suspended for that brief moment, conversations resuming without even an eyebrow being raised. Unfortunately, expansion lead to the relocation of our office and the demise of this beloved tradition. Now it's become a popular myth passed along from cubicle to cubicle in the main office... along with other whispered speculation on our little alcove of geekdom.
Our office has always been something of a myth in and of itself. As mentioned, we leave off the majority (or all) the overhead lighting with ambient light from the windows and the computer monitors providing a dim atmosphere perfect for programming. So perfect that most of the employees around us think it's an empty room, until they get curious and try the door. Ours is a secured, badge-access area so it is not unusual for us to startle visitors and the occasional curious sort rattling our door handle... peering through the one-way glass trying to determine if anyone is home. The one-way glass has provided an endless source of fun for us watching unsuspecting passers-by stopping to comb their hair or pick their teeth.