Like a Ghost Town

The office is so empty that tumbleweeds are blowing down the hallways. I’m serious. No one is here today except a couple of part-timers and me. I feel like I missed a memo or something.

I was warned back in the summer that beginning with Thanksgiving the office becomes an empty shell. We have a generous amount of time off for Winter Break and we have a generous leave policy. People tend to hold their leave until the end of the year when they burn it like kindling.

The only thing for me to do is to turn on the MP3 player and look busy.