Westword remodeling: Welcome to our nightmare
Photo by Michael Roberts The view through what used to be my office door.
Today, and for weeks to come, we at Westword will receive daily reminders about the contraction currently taking place in the media industry. The paper has been based for years at 969 Broadway -- but as times have gotten tighter, the staff has gotten smaller, making the space too large for our needs. Instead of deciding to relocate, however, the powers that be negotiated with our landlord to allow us to squeeze into a space roughly half the size of what we've used up until now. Hence, a major remodeling operation is underway, and while I can stay in my current office during what's termed "phase one" of the project, some changes have been made. Because the corridor leading to the office entrance is now off-limits, my door has been removed -- and for the next several weeks, I'll be getting in and out through a giant hole hacked into another wall. All of this was supposed to have been completed yesterday afternoon, but no: As I write this, two men are installing drywall over the doorway in an attempt to dampen the noise. Which is deafening, by the way. But that's no surprise given that a guy with a power drill is about three feet away.
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Photo by Michael Roberts This space used to be the offices of editor Patricia Calhoun and art director Jay Vollmar. Nice, eh? Photo by Michael Roberts A view of the area once occupied by members of our sales staff. Photo by Michael Roberts Behind the desk at the Westword sales counter. Photo by Michael Roberts Another view of the sales floor, where someone is presently using an electric saw. I'd scream, but the gun in my mouth is blocking my throat.