I had a short conference outside DC. We were housed (trapped) at the former Xerox Document University. It was a corporate training center, built without real light or love. It may be an urban/Xerox myth, but the concrete design of the building was intended to promote team-building (i.e., the maze of halls is so confusing you have to make a friend to find your way). The space was so corporate that only pictures can do it justice.
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| Outside my "dorm" room. Empty and sad. |
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| That's a lot of concrete. |
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| You know you are in for fun when you are given directions that include: Go to the juggler and turn left |
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| No windows. Thankfully, there's a cute dog and a bowl of mints. |
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| Outside! Oh, more concrete. |
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| To find your classroom, go to the north building (n), go to the correct quadrant (orange), find the hall as marked by the state (Virginia), then the floor (3), then the room number (.583). So, you are looking for orange V.n.3.583. Take your map or be lost forever. |
* If there is ever a Zombie apocalypse, I see myself getting trapped in a place like this during it. It's so confusing to navigate even massive hordes of the undead would find themselves forever lost in it's winding, garishly colored halls and perpetually closed beverage stations.
*Overall this place is effective if you wish to be bored and hate life.
* I have to say that they do try hard. The buildings are covered in signs and designated by compass direction, color, floor number, and all internal hallways have names "Indiana", "Connecticut". Nevertheless it still took me 10 minutes and two sets of directions to find my room.
* [The food] drives me to do bad things, see bad things, hang out with bad people. The food is like the kind of people your mom warned you about that day you left for college.
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