Oh joy, looks like I may be posting in here quite a bit for the next couple of months. <_<
2 weeks before moving back to Cali to take my old job...
Text from buddy/co-worker (Principal at company): Dude, just set up your office overlooking Catalina Island
Me: Awesome, is that old office or new??? (knew we were moving to new location soon)
Buddy: Old, we haven't space planned new office.
Me: Cool
Buddy, about 4 hours later: Uhhh my bad, no office for you. Person-X (also Principal, who I report to) wants you out with the project managers so you can collaborate.
Me: <_< whatev
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Fast forward to first couple weeks back at the company (was here 1999-2008ish, with a private office... essentially took old job back).... But now I'm in a basic cube thingy, separated by 4-5 foot file cabinets from the other two PMs who share cubes right next to each other... collaboration? None, unless you count the new PM asking me incoherent questions every couple of hours or stopping by my cube to talk about her family. Oh God make it stop.
And, the kicker? I'm staring
straight through the office I was
supposed to get, which is completely empty. There are 3 totally empty offices, but the Nazi Principal doesn't want them to be occupied. Why? Because the third PM, who is essentially her #####, has been pining for an office for 2-3 years now. So if SHE can't get an office, why does niraD get one? I see the point, but not my problem.
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Fast forward a few more weeks, and I tell my buddy that it's stupid that I'm not in an office. I have a huge printer behind me that everyone uses, so being on the phone is problematic. Plus the annoying new PM peppers me with questions that I rarely have any clue what the eff she's talking about. He finally gets with the President and Nazi and they agree to give me the office. :IBTL:
Result? The catty little other PM whines to Nazi about it and SHE gets that office and they plug me and the annoying new PM into a 2-desk office down the hall. Great.
Oh, and it's been a week, and the broad still hasn't moved her crap into the office. Yeah guess it was real important for you to get your way sweetie.
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Yeah I know, cool story bro... who cares.
Sorry, had to vent to strangers. Now I get to listen to and manage this space cadet with zero privacy... which is all I really wanted.
Oh office politics how I loathe you.