So on the eighth floor of where I work, I suspect that there are about 100 or so people working there usually on a regular day.
Today was not a regular day.
I was one of four people on my floor working. And by the time 4:00pm rolled around, I was the only one working there.
It was eerie but nice, and I couldn't help feel that I must've missed something. Why is everyone else smart enough not to work and I am?
(in all honesty, I really don't mind. Especially since next week we're off to Mexico. I will miss this team [not team members; at least not all of them] and this building, though)
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