Lost Office

Didn't get fired today. Everyone else did instead. There's no one here, the building is deserted. Is today a holiday? Very few cars in the lot, but all the lights are on and the coffee was still warm. This would strike me as odd, but these days everything weird seems normal, so sitting in an empty office without a freakin' clue about what to do is par for the course.

Other people's phones are ringing like crazy, no one to answer them. Don't much care.

Talked to some new and some old friends last night, which was a good use of the telephone, and actually visited  another friend. Started feeling like perhaps I wasn't just so much flotsam and/or jetsam cast out into the sea and left for lost.

Ha Ha! I don't have to pretend that I'm working while I type this. Wonder where the 'off' button for the Muzak is? It's loud without all the babble.

Scary thought: maybe this is Purgatory and my heathen ways have landed me here for eternity.

That sure took the wind outta my sails.