The Design Disease

Hee Hee. I hate to say it, but when cleaning out my bookshelf and deciding what to get rid of, I am much more harsh on the ugly / visually uninteresting books (unless it’s a really good read).

That disease pretty much started for me in university (design school does that to you), and rears it’s head in oh so many ways:

• buying something ONLY for the (very well designed) packaging. same goes for books sometimes.
• being caught staring at (almost touching) someone’s shirt to check out the very cool details, or see what the fabric is
• being happy that your desk at work doesn’t face your other 3 colleagues in the same cubicle because the way they arrange their things on their desk is a design disaster

<p>I could go on, but you get the picture.</p>

<p>I’m definitely in stage IV of the disease.  But as I hate smug designers (though sometimes I appreciate their work ;) )I try not to impose the habits of my disease on others.  After all, not everyone sees life through design-coloured glasses!</p>