"...We need to talk about your TPS reports...."

Today, we found out that my little group is moving office spaces. Again. We just moved here in May - and now it seems we're moving to another part of the building. But wait....it gets better.

No more individual cubicles. You've got to be kidding me! Open air office space is bad enough, but now I might have to sit in a quad space? That is going to be so irritating. First of all, I can't sit with my back to the door. It makes me feel vulnerable, like someone can sneak up on me and startle me. It used to happen all the time when I worked in other areas. I get so engrossed in what I'm doing that I tune out and literally don't hear anyone coming up behind me. And then I shriek when I'm startled - so of course, it eventually became a game to some of my friends who would intentionally sneak up on me to get a rise out of me. Now that I think about it, someone did that to me today actually. They heard me coming up the stairs and hid so I wouldn't see them when I turned the corner and then jumped out at me. Yup, I shrieked. And maybe said a few choice curse words! hahahhaa.

So myself and the 8 other members of my respective group are awaiting to hear the timeline of our dreaded move. People have been coming up to us all day giving us their "condolences". We're moving into an area that's far too small, and already populated with another division.

Hmmm. What to do...what to do?
Maybe it's time to find another job on base....