In the lovely pink Elephant Property Launceston offices I sit in a hallway, next to the photocopier and I have the smallest desk out of every person in that office.
I sit next to a glorious pink office (with walls!) and a huge desk. I could have it (or any other) office in the building as my own if I wanted.
But unlike the Kirsty of 15 years ago I’ve realized it doesn’t matter where I sit. It doesn’t matter the size of my desk. It doesn’t matter what my title is.
All that matters is the value I provide and the contribution I make to the company. I could do that sitting on an upturned paint can with my laptop in my lap out in the alley if I had to.
Who cares where you sit, the days of the corner office status symbol are long gone. What value do you create? Would you be missed if you were suddenly gone? Would you leave a gap more sizeable than the dent on your plush office chair?