So, as I wrote in one of my recent posts, I started officially working at the office this week.

Yep...

Every morning, I wake up, take a shower, brush my teeth, put on my contacts, have some breakfast, step into a white/grey coffin till lunch time, go eat lunch after which, I step into the coffin once more till the sun sets and the world outside is left colourless anyway.

I asked today why the staff aren't allowed to personalize their desks with anything - no photos of kids or loved ones, no random splashes of colour, no personality, no soft music playing in the background (which, by the way, makes the office seem even more coffin-like). She replied that she didn't want them distracted or something to that extent.

I supposed I can understand that.

However, if I were her, I wouldn't essentially tell my staff that their lives belong to me as I see fit to make them live it during work hours ("When I hire them, it means they are selling their time and services to me") and then complain that they don't put in more than they really need to. If I were them, I'd be dying to get out and breathe again too.

I have managed to convince her that we are at the very least in need of new (non-grey) carpeting. So maybe some time in the next decade, we'll get colour.

Oh, and I'm getting a new computer there. So next week, I can say goodbye to working off a 128MB RAM computer.