Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Half cocked


You know there are some things about working where I do that I love. The people are bright and resilient. The opportunity is huge. And the task may one day reveal itself to have been historic.

But within that there's an institutionalized love of the familiar.

For example tomorrow I'm running an ideas session.

I asked for 2000 sq ft. Out of the building. Somewhere large, bright and open with big windows, space to spread yourself and lots and lots of character.

I got 250 sq feet, in the building, with no windows, a corporate table and all the character of a lobotomized accountant.

The problem is that nobody sees the value of stimulus.
And that bugs the hell out of me.

Today will not be pretty.