For the past six weeks I’ve been contracting on-site at Ziba, a multi-disciplinary firm here in Portland. Six weeks is as good as marriage in the freelance world, so I took full advantage of their awesome new HQ building and learning from the plethora of interesting people who work there.
The project I was put on was very interesting, but unfortunately mum is the word. In fact, here is a recreation of the confidentiality agreement I signed.
The first thing I noticed, other than the white on white on white color scheme, was the incredibly friendly people. Everywhere I went, my orange contractor lanyard must have been screaming “make friends with me!”. I was greeted to and fro by the friendly inhabitants of the Zibasphere.
After getting settled in, I needed to transfer my week’s worth of food that I carry everywhere to the kitchen. And oh! what a kitchen. Distinct bins for trash, recycling and compost. Cupboards discretely labeled so that even if I was in a hunger-crazed frenzy I would be able to find a receptacle for my meals. THESE ARE MY KIND OF PEOPLE!!!
Here are a few more observations from around the Ziba office that Fast Company probably didn’t highlight.
When it was all said and done, my six weeks had flown by in the blink of an eye. I packed up the accumulation of items that I had somehow managed to lug to work with me, said some goodbyes, and flew the coop.