Where I Work

Hi all, I am writing a small little blog on my office.

It is the standard office for here  anyway.                                                                                              It has a TV and VCR for playing our training videos, it has an Internet line, a phone, and a cluttered desk. I don't know how the Government got a cluttered desk in there, but none the less they did. Don't worry I had nothing to do with that. My desk is never out of order. If you believe that then Ill sell you some desert sand from the ocean, Ill even dive to the bottom and get it myself.

The picture is of my door. We share offices here as well. There are two office rooms inside with different companies in them. It is awkward at first because sometimes your competitor is in the same room conducting business in it. Could you imagine another company listening in on your day's schedule of viewings or upcoming deals? It is interesting at times. 

They always don't want to ask, but they always do. "Whatcha got going on?" They aren't talking about life here because everyone here has the same life. The casual peeking into industry. We may not be on the same team, but we act as a unit. We eat together, help each other with workloads and such. If I have to mail a bunch of stuff out, I'll ask if they do too and we will all pile up and go to the post office together. It is like a friendly zone with imaginary lines.  

The large wall you see outside of the building is called a "T" wall. It is a large concrete barrier that has sections sit side by side to deflect shrapnel in case one lands close. Our office is located beside one of the testing areas for airplanes in service, so it gets really loud at times when they are testing the engines and leave them on full throttle for 20min at a time. Then when it gets quiet again, it is back to normal. We time our phone calls according to the maintenance schedule! It is almost impossible to talk to someone with that vibration going through our office.

Sorry to all if I haven't been commenting on other blogs lately. It seems when I get done reading them and the comments I have to go.

Signing off from Iraq, MICKY