Exactly! That was my grandfather's office and I also have two colleagues at the U with office spaces like that. We openly laugh at each other when we pass the office of the other. One of them made a funny physical comedy routine out of it some years back, pretending to be repelled away from the open door of my office when he passed, as though we were two magnets pushing each other away. What made it funnier is that he's not what I consider a "funny" person by nature, but I mimicked the gesture when passing his office for months afterward. Good times.
One last funny story about the office at the U: When I first moved in, I set up the office as much like my music room at home as possible - lamps instead of the ugly overhead fluorescents, plants, the whole 9 yards. A long tenured professor from the floor above whom I did not know passed by the office one day, did a double take, then came back to stand in the doorway to look around. He finally introduced himself, shook my hand, then informed me that "
you have the second most metrosexual office in the entire school of music".