An Office (Space) in Gas Town
I tried out my free membership to WorkSpace in Gas Town earlier this week. Mixed feelings so far.
Things that I likedÂ
- I did get a fair amount of writing done.
- Great view – very beautiful at sunset and early evening.
- Lots of places to work at (tables and chairs all over the place, but enough privacy to work uninterrupted)
- Bill greets everyone from the cafe at the front — it’s like coming home, or for some people, to their favorite bar.
Things that were different than I expected
- Frequent noise from the railway lines below, complete with late night train couplings and uncouplings (oh the tragedy of the mechanically mobile!)
- People keep very much to themselves. I guess this makes sense, you’re working after all. But I wouldn’t mind more interaction and conversation. The cafe portion at the front was under-utilized as well. Is it different in the daytime? Or was it merely because I was there on a Monday? I think I’ll try again tonight.
- Dead silence. Really. I was surprised how much I felt like I was at a library or a morgue. Perhaps a library morgue. Almost unnerving. But the lights stay on. Also different from what I expected — guess I was stuck on the old programmer environment of the darkened floor with only a few cubicle lights on. Here the lights are all on (makes sense) and there are no cubicles.
I guess I would like a little more chatting and banter. I realize people need to work, but I miss that occasional human element – part of what draw me to it in the first place.
Another strike against WorkSpace is purely practical — it’s on the other end of the city from me. As intrigued as I am by the space, I can’t reconcile the cost of travel and gas to make use of it. If I lived closer or worked in the area it might make more sense.
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