I know we like to come here to bitch about how bad it is being a proffie, but I like to look on the bright side of things and revel in the good stuff.As an undergrad, I fell in love with academic offices, each one so different, each one such a perfect representation of the mind and soul of that particular instructor.
To this day I remember sitting in different offices, talking about the work I was doing, the class I was flunking, whatever. When I became a prof for the first time, I loved that first week of outfitting my new space - even though it was actually half an office.
In my current home away from home, I have great comfort: a chair I like, pictures of family, my favorite and most used books, a mini-fridge filled with Snickers candy bars and Vitamin water, cool lights, music from my iPod dock. It's a place of solace for me during an otherwise crushing day of work.
Q: I'd love to hear if others take such pleasure from their office space. What do you love about your office? What is your most beloved office item or tool? What does your office mean to you?
A: Send replies here, especially the ones that start: "You fucker; I don't even HAVE an office."
