Office Space

We’ve hired a new managing director for research and consultative services, which means I have a new boss.  My new MD is great; extremely bright and pleasant and seasoned.  But he’s kicking me out of my office.  Until this morning, the research unit which consists of senior analysts for each of our three verticals (life sciences, finance, and marketing communications (that’s me)) lived happily ever after in one big office.  It was little tight, but we liked it that way because we collaborate often.  And when we needed quiet for the heavy thinking or client calls, we just shut the door and carried on. 

 This morning we’ve been moved out to the open space, among the business development folks making cold calls in their cubicles.  I hate that word – cubicle.  The worst part is that apparently we won’t be together anymore.  They’re splitting us up which is torture because it will hamper collaboration. The office isn’t huge so we can walk over to each other’s cubes when I have a finance question on my acquisition project, for example.  But this physical environment just isn’t the same as working in an analytical nook.

I actually haven’t seen the new setup yet because I’ve been out this week for health issues.  Before I got sick I was on the train worrying about my cubicle.  I wonder if there’s a correlation or causation here.