My pretty office

So they moved my desk a couple of weeks ago. I was in this side room, basically the entire office was in one section, and then four people, including me, were in this other room. Which at first I hated, but the women who were in that room were pretty nice, and I sat right in a small room with them so I could talk to them.

Then they decided to move me. It was allegedly so that I would be closer to my two attorneys, but I really feel like there was some other weird reason, like maybe the woman who was sitting where I sit now, they wanted her to be somewhere else. I just know that they really were pushing me to like my new desk. So anyway the new desk is like, they basically made an office out of a space in the hallway, and then put up a screen, like a wooden folding screen, and a tall fake plant to create "privacy." So everyone else around me is in offices, real offices with doors, and I'm in the hallway. Every time someone walks by, I hear it, every time people stand out in the hallway talking, I hear it. But, there's no one around me, if I wanted to like, look at another human being's face. And everyone I talk to is like, "Sooooo, how are you liking your new space? Is it more quiet?" My supervisor, Patsy, asked me that, and I was like, "Well I like it, I have more room, but no, it's really not more quiet at all, I can hear everyone walking by and talking all around me." I don't understand why everyone thinks this would be more quiet, it's really odd.

Then yesterday I find out that this other paralegal used to work at this desk, but there was no screen or plant, she was just at a desk in the middle of the hallway, and her attorney didn't like it, so her attorney bought the screen and plant with her own money. Now this woman, Margo (who's apparently the office like, interior decorator because she spends all day moving fake plants around), comes over today and is like, you know I'm thinking of giving you more shelves because it looks like you don't have enough room, you're keeping files on the floor. Which is true, I have piles of files on the floor, but they're files that the attorneys bring in for me or whatever, it's just easier. So I said, yeah but it's not a problem, it works for me. Well, apparently the attorney who "designed" this area is "really funny" about it and needs it to look nice, and files on the floor make it look not-nice, so they're going to disrupt my day to bring in more shelves, that I don't need, and won't be able to access because the way they are going to move the shelves will put the majority of them behind my desk. But it'll look prettier I guess, so it's all worth it. This is the same woman who on my first day occupied an hour and half moving the shelves in my cubicle around so that you wouldn't be able to see the electrical outlet because it was "so ugly." Don't these people have to work to do???