Actually I lucked out. After being up front for two years, I was rewarded with a private cubbie and a different chain of command than my fellow analysts, who are all together in one area. And I get a nice view of the bay if I peek through the cubbie by the window. :-)
They wouldn't let me near a window because the Metro (police) Downtown division was across the street. I would always perch on the window sill early in the morning while they did their PT's in their speedos. The bosses didn't like that, for some reason. All I said was, "Tight butts drive me nuts." Go figger...;o]