Friday, April 29, 2011

Like fleas deserting a dying dawg

One by one the office clears.  Another body stops by, shakes my hand, says "good luck," and then leaves the office.  I'd be gone by now if I weren't waiting for my wife to get here (probably another hour and a half). 

I've turned in my access card (but the code is still good through the end of the day so I'm not completely trapped) but the habit of swiping my wallet over the reader is ingrained from years of doing it.  I got a bit panicky when I tried the first time after handing in the card because the door didn't "click".  But it was just because of the obvious - no more card means no more reads.

I've got some additional things to do before I leave - nothing company related of course, that stopped this morning (even though I did get a couple of support requests - dutifully ignored thankyouverymuch).

Strange to think I may be the last person here today.  Just... strange.

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