Too little space and too much talking over me makes me a very unproductive George. In case you’re wondering I’m the desk nearest the camera.

High density + loud people + traffic freaking behind me as people skooch behind my desk + people using my chair when I’m not there (because they’re still there when I get back) is not the recipe for success.

My strategy, of late, has been to hide in various out-of-the-way places to get some quiet to work.

Some people can work with loud, and I applaud them. I can’t.

(yes, that’s a Hungarian flag on my desk — it’s opposite an American flag that’s just outside the picture)

(yes also: my desk is a mess… whatever…)