Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Work Junk

I recently (and when I say recently, I mean a month or two ago) relocated to a different department in the company (I work at Musician's Friend).

I used to be "on the floor" in CS. The floor is crazy. It's loud, boisterous, fun, annoying, and always filled with some kind of drama. It is a cacophony--but an endearing one. A lot of the people are here right out of high school--immature kids who don't really take work seriously. Mostly because they don't have to. They yell and run around and play stupid games that should get them fired. I had gotten used to the noise and the conflicts and all of the crazy personalities I encountered. I loved it and hated it. I applied for a departmental move on a day that I hated it. Most of the time I still do.

I am now in a different part of the building, far away from "the floor". Not too far, though. Just far enough that the noise is drowned out and the people aren't visible. It's quiet back here in the tech department. I'm in special projects, but we're a small team, so they keep us back here. It's a strange move I made. Now all I can here are clicking mice and keyboards, an occasional customer phone call, sneezes. Oh, the sneezes. We've all learned each others' sneezes. Even though we're all at desks in cubicles, and can't see who the sneeze came from - we still know. And it's a race--a competition to see who can say "Bless You!" first. I've stopped trying. Dale wins every time.

My point is this - I've become bored back here. I love it, don't get me wrong. It's nice. It's peaceful. It doesn't give me a headache. There's no drama. This is where the grown-ups are. If someone has a problem, they say something. It's a small department, so everybody just does their job--some probably in fear that they'll get caught not working. But part of me misses the craziness. So much so that I've thought about submitting a request for another departmental change. I've made the excuse that the move (if approved) would mean a pay raise, which is "what I want". I mean, it IS what I want, but that's not THE reason. I think part of me wants the annoyance and the noise and the stupid teenagers. Do I really want to be where the wild things are? Or should I just be content to chill with the grown-ups?
I do like it in this department though. We are able to talk and listen to music and stuff while we work (due to the fact that our jobs don't revolve around talking to customers). There are some hilarious discussions and heated debates--but everyone is mature about it all. They know when to stop. Well, most of them do. There are 1 or 2 people back here that I can't stand, but it wouldn't be a real job without those 1 or 2 people that you don't like. But that's a whole different discussion. One that will most definitely be discussed in the near future (they are annoying me at this very moment).

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