With the constant fear of potentially being laid off always looming over our heads, what better way to make us feel like even less valuable as an employee than to take away our assigned desks.
It’s been about few months since Bank went to open seating and every day is an uphill battle of trying to track down the cleaning wipes, which is more scarce than gold. Community seating means that all the issues are somebody else’s problem and there is no longer any pride of ownership/work, keeping a clean workspace.
The desks are consistently dirty despite the signs saying to clean up after yourself, fingerprints in the screens, cords already have shorts or don’t plug in as the last person jammed it in the wrong direction, breaking the tip. One of the chairs literally smelled like someone took a dump on it or didn’t shower before work. Food crumbles on the floor at a cubicle…once again, where is the cleaning crew?
It’s so quiet in here, all you hear is the white noise from the machinery. Teams are spread apart and no one knows who is who and from what department. I can literally feel the joy of once working here has been su-ked out of the air and this place now has a cold and vacuous dystopian wasteland kind of feeling around here.