B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for October 20, 2020

And yesterdays Comments prove that creative people still figured out ways of using them in special ways! BTW… I liked the idea of the bigger ones can be used for Intimated meetings! ;)

I don’t know… if you were trying to suck out the soul of people I would think shutting them up alone in windowless single-occupancy rooms would be the perfect strategy

Cubicles just suck the life out of you.

Open offices that don’t even offer that little bit of distraction-blocking privacy take that life, spit it out on the ground and then grinds it into the soil under it’s heel: https://www.jotform.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/open-office-compressor-549×366.jpg

Suck the soul and creativity out of people? I thought that’s what schools did.

The open office concept is even more hated! Of course, now with social distancing requirements even employers are wishing they stuck with cubicles!

I like working from home. I look out a window. While that might be a distraction. Just looking at daylight keeps me more alert and upbeat.

Also since we don’t use video on our meetings and I have a contribution in only a few of these meetings, I can get my stomach crunches and pushups in. I just have to turn up the volume and mute the mike.

For decades, Japanese officer workers would have killed to have cubicles.

I get it, but I don’t agree with it.

Before the quarantine, I spent 15 years in a cubicle. It didn’t drain my soul, or my life, or my creativity. It was noisy; the low walls didn’t block sound or passersby. But the cube was just a box I worked in, just like my boss, and his boss (HER boss had an office, though).

I know it’s funny to say that the uniformity and ubiquity of cubicles sucks your individuality and creativity, etc., but that never happened to me.

I was in a room with three desks, one person was caustic and atmosphere was toxic. Next job I was overjoyed to get a mustard yellow cube. So glad we never went to open office or planking. The Boston office tried to be progressive and had a ping pong table among the cubes. Lovely to be on a conference call next to a game table. Retired now, thank god.

Suck my soul and I’ll blow your mind!

Maybe if cubicles had roofs they would be more tolerable. At least I could take a decent nap.

Shockingly, they are better than the “open concept” offices which is reminiscent of the 20s with the rows of drafter desks side by side.

Used to run a small call center. When we went away from cord boards I put in cubicles mainly for acoustic purposes. The girls agreed among themselves how to decorate them. Just don’t dump coffee in the keyboards and if you are pregnant quit puking on the the keyboards.

So, instead of working to death, you will now work for death.

Managed a computer help desk complex for 15 years with over 500 agents supporting over a dozen corporations. The cubicles kept the noise level down so the agents were able to concentrate on the problem with the customers. Senior management tried the open room, team collaboration concept, but it did not work as the customers complained about the distracting background noises and management did not like getting customer complaints – went back to cubes… We allowed personalization of the workspace (business appropriate of course) and we had excellent esprit de corps and outstanding customer satisfaction ratings.

Before their advent, female’s desks required modesty panels. One of the secretaries facing my boss’ office had it removed, around the time of miniskirts.

We all joked about it but personally I liked working in cubicles. It was like having a private office, but with more air. Fortunately I didn’t have a soul.

I thought cubicles were bad until they switched to the open office. Zero personal space.

Life turns full square?

Last place I worked was a cubicle farm. One day, a new hire was assigned to the cubicle next to mine. After about a month, whenever a colleague would stop by my cubicle to ask me a question, the new gal next to my cubicle would answer, regardless of the subject. Nevertheless, this became annoying to the point of the person being moved to a cubicle outside the manager’s office to keep her from butting in on conversations not related to her job duties. Unfortunately for the manager, the new gal started doing the same rude behavior to the manager.

The best thing about my assigned cube was that it kept visitors out of the machine room so they could not distract me. That, of course, was before the introduction of remote terminals.

Font madness has now infected BC…

It wouldn’t bother me, I’d like it.