My new job is going to be interesting. Two fun things from today:
It really became impressed upon me that my office is in a building that used to be dorms. I mean, yes, it was pointed out to me at the interview the way all the offices, conference rooms, etc., were all the same size, and each come equipped with two handy closets, one on either side of the door. But it didn’t really sink in, because they all look so… office-y. Nice paint on the walls, carpet on the floors and in the hall, not a dorm at all.
But today I visited the bathroom across the hall for the first time, and was momentarily confused when I opened the door and found half of it taken up with showers. Very clean showers, I might add, since no one uses them anymore, making it all the more surreal.
Also, a visiting scholar who asked me to show her how to use the copier informed me that my first name is very common in Kazakhstan. I had no idea.
Work showers are awesome.
I beg to differ with Master Will. Work showers are awesome so long as they are optional and a vehicle of choice. As soon as they become mandatory – and not merely because you need them… they start to lose their charm right around the time your skin starts sloughing off.
I suspect these showers, and any of the ones Will might have encountered (and I happen to know he works from home, so his work shower is his regular shower right now) have far less harsh water and soap than your old work showers. As I recall, your skin issue had more to do with being allergic to the soap and clothing detergent than it did with showering.
Alas, I also noticed today that these showers have no doors or curtains, so they are pretty much completely useless, unless one feels like being naked on display for anyone who comes in. I wonder if water even runs to them anymore.