Nosmo King
Gold Member
These bank offices were a labyrinth!It was 24 years ago today I bought the Luxurious Pimplebutt Estate. The mortgage was finally paid in 2005. I made the last payment at the same bank branch I closed the deal back then. When I handed over the last check, I kinda expected a balloon drop and confetti cannons and a lovely young woman wearing a one piece bathing suit and a sash to come out and congratulate me. None of that happened, except in my imagination.
I clearly remember the day of the closing. I had never bought a house and I was apprehensive (that's an understatement. I was scared blind!) I never knew how many times I would have to sign my name to so many different documents. The process was stupefying.
After all the rigamorall, I rose to leave. The closing officer rose from behind her desk and followed me out. The bank offices were laid out by someone who might have designed casinos before taking the bank office commission. There was no clear way out of there and plenty of opportunities to make the wrong turn. And I took advantage of every one of those opportunities!
After making a left when I should have turned right for what seemed to be the fifth time, I turned to the closing officer and said "Who ever designed your offices must have got a lot of D's in Architecture School!"
She gave me a cold glare and said, "My husband designed this addition to the bank."
Yikes! I'm glad the ink was dry on all those documents!
There are plenty of bad architects out there. The most basic lesson that I was taught was that a home is a machine for living in. When you think of it in that way then the design becomes easy. Yes, I have designed 2 of my own homes.
Offices are much the same concept and making them inefficient is not a good idea. Ikea stores are laid out with a one way traffic pattern. Great if you understand the concept but seriously frustrating if all you want to do is get in and out quickly.
Supermarkets have a very simple layout and so do hardware stores. Those work well because the people who use them are there with a specific list of items to purchase and want to get in and out as quickly as possible. Contrast that with a shopping mall that twists and turns and has multiple levels and each store has it's own layout. That probably explains why I hate malls and shopping.
But, as it turns out, the same architect designed the new Trinity Presbyterian Church which is visible from my kitchen window. It's the church I grew up in. The OLD Trinity was beautiful! It featured a hip roof with slate shingles and the ceiling in the sanctuary was covered with quarter sawn red oak. Four huge Black Walnut beams rose from the corners and met at the peak of the pyramid shaped ceiling. There was a carved screen separating the altar area from the choir loft behind. A pulpit of Black Walnut and hard maple rose from the right side. A stained glass window was on the south wall and took up about 2/3 of the wall space there.
The NEW Trinity looks more like a bunker than a church. Unfinished concrete blocks rise up about four stories separated by narrow (18" or so) clear glass panes. The only wood finishes in the sanctuary are the pews in oak and a screen separating the altar form the choir loft again, but this time made of oak strip flooring material. Two boxes about 14' square at the base and about twenty feet high hold the organ pipes. The pulpit, altar and ceiling is all cast concrete. The floors are polished concrete. Beside being difficult to heat, the church is one of the least spiritual spaces I've been in this side of a truck stop.