This being San Francisco, when rent on my #noiseoffice went up over 50%, I figured that was part of the price of being in the city. But then friends and colleagues started directing me toward more cost-efficient options, and in the end much of what my current office’s rent included (shared conference room, waiting area, bathroom with shower) wasn’t all that necessary for me. Surprisingly quickly, I lucked out and found a place that was 40% less than my current rent (do the math regarding how much less that is than my projected rent). Anyhow, the new spot is also about 50% larger than my previous office, though lacking in some of the amenities (no street view, fewer windows, carpet instead of wood floors). For local flavor’s sake, my new office is in between that of a massage therapist and a crematorium. They don’t have an oven in the crematorium office — they just hold meetings there. This shot is the view out the one window in my office. The building neighbors a local church, whose bells ring clearly at 5pm, and likely other times of the day — when exactly I’ll find out after I move in.
An ongoing series cross-posted from instagram.com/dsqt.