The Epitome of Ego

I really love to see how people personalize their offices and work spaces- I think it provides an interesting and, often, unintentional insights into the personalities of their occupants.

In this case, I'm comparing my door to that of my supervisor. We work in a suite setting, so there is a nameplate on our main door with the department's title and each of our names on it. This faces out into the hallways where the general public would be looking for us.  Next to our names, our office identifier (a or c) is listed. Once inside the suite, there are two choices- my door, immediately to the left, or my supervisor's door, immediately to the right.  Each are clearly marked with either an "A" or a "C', as appropriate.

My door (C, if you're wondering!) has a window smack in the middle, with blinds on the inside, and a folder holder mounted just below the window. I tape up whatever the current centerfold from our campus Magazine is in the window, and leave the blinds open to help make the door more welcoming to a visitor.

My supervisor's door, which has no window, is covered in personal items. Christmas cards are currently taped around the perimeter like a frame...but they're all turned so the supervisor's name is displayed, rather than the card itself. There are ribbons and stickers like you see at a children's sporting event taped up too, touting the occupant as variations of "World's Greatest XX". Smack in the center is a foam sign with our logo, and the old name of the department. (Note: The old department name doesn't include my job...so it is as if I don't exist!) Then, just in case you were unsure as to whose office you were staring at, the supervisor has taped an additional name plate over the door. You know the sort...the ones that grace nameplate holders in cubicles.

Ah, Ego- it is nice to know you're never far away!