I work at an amoeba-shaped table with glowing electrical sea anemones sprouting out at either end. Giant panes of etched glass provide the only geometry in contrast to the static waves that provide containment from the elements. Distant ceilings above the maze of exposed infrastructure reflects something trendy associated with ‘loft living’
– but I’m not sure what. If I squint my eyes and just listen, I might be deep in the engine room of an ocean liner. The occasional moan of the air conditioner provides the ship’s horn, and the eclectic collection of Southwest folk music offer the lamentations from the immigrants in steerage.
No, I’m not tripping, I’m at work!
If you’ve ever been to our offices, you likely have a memory etched and categorized into that same lobe of the brain that stores John Waters movies. ‘Unique’ doesn’t begin to describe the Mindspace HQ, and members of the desperate masses can take heart that not all workspace need be constructed of hostile angles.
Having spent most of my career confined to padded herculon cubicles (think padded walls,) I met my new daily digs with curiosity and intrigue.
It’s a strange environment, but in a good way. I think. No long-term data is available yet, but the imagineers who spawned this wonderful abstraction of business seem to have it right. At least it’s new scenery for this weary traveler of the corporate seas.
What are your office space demands?
Now that my mind has become greedy to new possibilities, I want more.
**The Below Are “Inside” Jokes for the Most Part, but are Funny Anyways**
Request #1: We need a roll-away roof to absorb vitamin-D and fresh air during the working hours. Nothing fuels creative hallucinations more than fresh Sonoran air laced with the airborne toxins and suspended particulates infamous to the Phoenix metro.
Request #2: I’d like a urinal installed in the Genie room. Ever since the local recreational drug users assumed control of our public lavatories for their commerce, I’ve been emasculated by Brent’s toilet rules. Think of the productivity gains, I might not even have to leave my chair!
Request #3: We need a conversation pit on the deck. Besides a place to sleep off an overdose of Richard’s coffee, a lime green or burnt orange vinyl couch (preferably with fold-out bed) would provide a petri dish for the exchange of ideas that commonly blow our clients’ minds.
Request #4: To riff on the oceanliner motif, we need a giant steering wheel mounted on the roof. Imagine Brent in a rain slicker driving his giant brain down Rural Rd. The thought gives me chills.
Request #5: If I can’t have a covered parking spot, I’ll settle for a company helicopter. It’s difficult to reconcile the unemployment numbers with the plug of vehicles that litter the former ‘freeway’ every day. Is everyone commuting to the unemployment office? A hovercraft would also be okay. We could give rides as another revenue stream.
Request #6: Can we turn the air conditioning off for Winter? I’d like to remove the long underwear for a few months. But I look forward to sifting the clearance racks for parkas next Spring!
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