I had a phone interview for a job nearby. When I asked what they were looking for in a candidate they parroted back my description of my approach to the job from 10 minutes earlier. So that's promising, I guess.

Good news Calli. Fingers crossed.

My sister interviewed for a new job this week. She really needs to get out of the toxic environment she's in now.

They asked for salary reqs before her interview and didn't seem to have an issue with it, so that would be nice (not that what she indicated is particularly high, but it's better than she makes now and would ease things a lot for her.)

Aside from feeling positive about the interview itself, at the end of it the guy looked at the references she provided and laughed. He knows all three of them both personally and professionally - one of them he said he speaks to several times a week and another he had lunch plans with next week. So that's gotta be good.

Hang in there, Beth. This will get less scary.

So much ~ma for your sister, Beth.

Sending good thoughts to you and your sister, beth.

And Calli, fingers crossed for you!

Much ~ma for you and Sis, Beth.

Stressed-out introvert's whine: We did a tour of our new workplace across town, where our entire department will be moving in January, yesterday - it's very shiny and glossy and I hate it so much it makes me itch.

It's on a completely open office plan -- not even the doctors have private offices, and the little conference rooms scattered throughout have all been filled with chairs specifically constructed to be too uncomfortable to sit in for more than an hour. Plus, due to the open office plan it’s going to be incredibly noisy once it’s fully occupied, so there’s an overhead sound system pumping white noise incessantly to muffle conversation. Plus plus, since research involving HIPAA-protected info happens in the building, the whole thing is secured - not just the entrance, but every single floor. We're only on the 5th floor, but we have to take elevators up those 4 measly flights; no more healthy leg-stretching stair climbing ever again, and not even a silent stairwell to retreat to from all the talk and the fans and the hum.

If I don't manage to transfer to another department (which I don't want to do; despite crabbing occasionally about them, I *like* these people -- I don't want to work with them in a fishbowl with a wind machine whooshing overhead eight hours a day, but I like them and I like the job), I am going to turn into a weird little snarling troll who wears earplugs and hides behind her Les Nessman tapemarks on her cubicle floor, I just know it.

Dread.

No stairs to your floor? What about exiting in the case of a fire?

JZ, I got moved to an open office and it can get distractingly noisy. They did make a rule that all cell phones have to be on mute/vibrate and anyone listening to music has to use earbuds/earphones ... but some people don't. And if anyone gets loud it can be bad. On the other hand, you can get used to it, although we have "huddle rooms" where you can retreat for a bit of quiet.

And you know, from my experience in a previous open office, it may well turn out that the doctors will dig in their heels and demand construction to give them enclosed offices.

It's all constructed, and there's no money left (apparently someone on the lower floors blew through the floor design budget, so 4-8 have a choice of either open office, doctors pay for their own construction, or we hold a hell of a lot of bake sales).

There are emergency exit stairs, but they're all alarmed - where we are now some are alarmed, a few aren't, and most have key card access to disable any alarms, but the new place will be all alarmed, all the time, no key cards.