While cubicle life was depressing, living cubicle-less is even worst. Let me explain, back in my SysAdmin days, my cubicle was my castle. It's walls were like a sandbox for me to express myself. My son's pictures, the moore's law poster, and the mini-museum of microprocessors... it had a sense of identity.
My later years, with my professional career downgraded to the generic "analyst" position, had its pros and cons. I'm no longer on-call (big plus) and extra time worked is actually paid as overtime (super big plus). But I'm cubicle-less. Data center nany's work on shared desks. When I go, somebody else uses the area. Therefore, the work area can't be personalized. Is just an anonymous space, manned by whoever happens to be doing the shift at the time. No books, no pics, no cartoons, nothing.
It sucks and I miss my cubicle.