The weirdest thing, though, is the desk/workstation in the closet. It makes for a neat place to put away all of my papers and electronic stuff, but the placement is a little strange. Few people associate "closet" with "desk." Regardless, the desk is pretty nice.
The office chair it came with, on the other hand? Horrid. Terrible. It has this nasty habit of lowering itself every now and then and making a loud CRACK sound. Which completely knocks me out of whatever sense of flow I might've had.
It's like holding an office job where the guy in the cubicle next to you has a habit of tossing firecrackers into the air. It never fails to frustrate or surprise me.