Just Another Day at Work

So I love my job. I've been here for over 8 years, and after starting off by answering the phones and making files, the company grew, I grew with it, and now I'm part of design group. Basically, it's all the smart people (and me) working in a big room with six cubes, lots of computers, and an immense amount of nerdy conversation. There's five of us - three engineers, a programmer, and me. I draw pictures. I think the only reason I'm back here is because they needed my old office for someone else. And there was an empty desk. 

But that's neither here nor there. I'm part of design group, and today my fellow smart people and I were discussing why the one empty desk is the worst place to sit in the whole office. 

Your back would face the door. Nightmare. Did I mention we have security cameras in the office? Your back would also face the camera - it's the ONLY desk back here that you can even SEE on the camera. And no, we don't have anything in the office to merit the 12+ cameras that were installed. What we do have is a boss who likes to play god. But it's okay, because he's awesome. No really. Certain people call him Captain Awesome.

So we're discussing the crap desk:

Daniel: When my wife and I go to restaurants we always fight over the seat that faces the door.

Matt: It's a proven study that mammals need to face the door, or it can cause a large amount of stress.

Me: I read CIA spy thriller save the world novels, and the guy in those books ALWAYS has to have his back to the wall so he can keep an eye on the room. You know, in case anyone wants to blow the place up or release a biotoxin. So that's why I always sit facing the door. In case I need to save the world.

Silence.

I love my job.