At my work the pods are single-person pods. It's an openish plan office, that is I can see the back of the woman diagonally in front of me. And we can talk if we want. And with a roll of my chair I can talk to other people too. But the layout doesn't breed community like a multi-person pod does. Plus the woman I can see usually has her headphones in so it is a bit weird to strike up a conversation most of the time.
I am a little bit friendly with some people in my department but we are not friends, as such. This is the first time in a long time that I have worked in this kind of environment. It seemed good at first because it means I can just get to work and get on with my day. Do what I gotta do then leave. I don't get distracted by socialising. I like that.
But what about when something happens and you really need to tell people? Like the time LB sent me the effing cutest picture ever of Baby. I couldn't believe how effing cute it was. And I could not stop myself from interrupting the woman behind me to show her the picture. All the while hating myself for being such a person that thinks her baby is so cute everyone gives a shit. No-one gives a shit. I know that, but I just had to share. It happens sometimes.
And what about when you come accross some interesting information that you wanted to share? Like:
"Ship rat (Rattus rattus)...were very troublesome ... one night he killed 23 with a stick around the campfire."
Firstly, I love it when an animals' genus and the species names are the same. It gets me every time! And I want to say it out loud. But I can't just say it aloud to myself. Also, there was something about that sentence that made me want to share it. But of course I couldn't. He killed 23 Rattus rattus with a stick! Around a campfire! In one night!
Oh God, I'm so lonely.
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