I could do those, definitely. But part of the issue is that I'm really a very low-level office drone for whom phone duty is part of the job. I really can't ask to work from home, and all of this is going to be icky and depressing but not enough so to raise it to legally-entitled-to-accommodation status. It's just going to make me hate work again.
Also, I'm already the office weirdo of our tiny division, and I'm kind of anxious that sound-cancelling earphones will clearly mark me as the office weirdo of the entire open-plan floor (plus, bad for the phone work).
To be fair, hating the work environment is a whole lot better than hating and fearing the rage-explosive co-worker who has more power than I do; nothing can ever, ever be as bad as that was.
Are there any rooms that get used for scolding people in private? Are all the supervisors and managers out in the open as well?
Having worked with a lot of doctors, I find the fact that they didn't give them offices RIDICULOUS! Also, suspect they will throw shitfits soon enough.
My hunch is if you can stick it out for a few months others will handle the complaining.
I would also see if you can find out how desk assignments are made and see if you can get in a lower traffic area.
Oh, shitfits aplenty have been thrown, for almost a year now, to no effect whatsoever. Except our division chief, who has a condo one block away from the new facility; he fully plans to spend all his non-OR and non-committee-meeting time working from home.
There's one faculty member whom I work for part-time, just an hour or so a day, who is famous for being a difficult bitch (not because she is, but because she has zero tolerance for stupidity and bullshit, which is not a valued quality in a female junior faculty member) but with whom I get on just fine; I know she's going to angle for someplace as (comparatively) isolated as possible, so if I can't change jobs I should at least try to get myself moved near her. Then we can bitch together until we're so bitchy that everyone else leaves us alone.
Seriously, it's a bad, bad, bad office plan. I mean, good for gregarious extroverts, but a perfect storm of badness for attention-shunning introverts. Our floor is almost totally open aside from some closet space in the middle for office supplies and IT wiring; even the "focus rooms" have glass walls, and the entire outside of the building is floor-to-ceiling windows. With whooshing wind machines.
That's what our new office is going to look like! But we have a few more interior walls and high cubby walls, so I think it's going to be cozier.
We've got floor to ceiling windows--and the stellar view I'm always gloating over--low cubicle walls that at least block the eyesight when you're sitting down. The managers' offices have glass walls on any wall facing a hallway/open area. The central core of the floor, with the bathrooms and break room, is solid walled. It's a cross between open-plan and gerbil maze. The halls themselves are narrower than any office hallways I've ever seen, they're horrible. And they have weird angles in them. The architect apparently has something against right angles. Awkward, useless nooks all over.
Some things are best done in private, surely.
And not in a creepy "Smokefilled room" kind of way.
I'd hate to be in a glass-walled room if I was getting chewed out.
In a side hallway of my floor there are four cubicles the size of old fashioned phone booths with glass doors and solid walls. Apparently they're supposed to be used for testing or private phone calls or something. They're odd and useless and have nothing in them. I think they're like the two "women's lounges" near the gym, which have a sink, cabinets, and comfy chair and which are always locked (they're probably afraid people will nap in them, and we can't have that). Some architectural/work life feature they brag about but which doesn't get used.
The women's lounges are probably for using a breast pump. It's good to keep them locked, because otherwise people WILL nap in them, and then when someone (like me) comes to use their breast pump, they have to wake up some sleeping person and be like, "excuse me, this room is reserved for me to take of my shirt and attach an apparatus to my boobs, so could you please leave?" Yes, this actually happened, except I phrased it more politely.