Guest Post by Biorn Tjallen
Are you tired of not having a proper office? Most freelancers dream of a workplace of their own, where they can leave their stuff over night and don’t have to negotiate the maddening crowd each time they try to get down to business. So did I. But here is a story for you.
My most recent academic job came with the benefit of luxurious office space. The post was in Norway and everything looked like a dream. A quaint botanical garden lay right under my gaze from the window. And when l lifted my head to look further, I saw forested hillsides turn into snow capped mountains. As for the room itself, it was huge. So was my desk. I could sit and pontificate on one end, while my visitors would feel small and insignificant on the other. The general sentiment – as revealed by the embittered collegial gossip – was that I had somehow skipped the unofficial queue for office promotion. I was a lucky bastard!