Something eerie has been happening at my office building the past few days. For those of you who don't know, probably because keeping track of the hours I work isn't a priority in your life as of late, I work the 10-6 shift at work on Mondays and Tuesdays. This is done because I don't like to wake up too early after the wild and wacky antics that my weekends consist of. Or because I sometimes head to my mom's house and the 2 hours it takes me to get to work them cuts into the day a bit.
Where was I? Oh yeah, the eeriness.
So I pull into work yesterday, at about, oh, 9:57 (I like to cut things close) and notice that there are about half the number of cars on the top deck of the parking structure than usual. But I don't give it much thought, since I have 3 minutes to park, dash up to my office, turn my computer on, wait 7 minutes for it to boot up, and then clock in.
But today, I noticed when I got to work at 9:52 (I always do slightly better on Tuesdays) that there were half the number of cars than there were on Monday. So now, the parking deck is down by 25% and I am starting to think the worst has happened. Perhaps a massive layoff of one of the companies in my building. Or they did that creepy thing where they just close up in the middle of the night, never to return. Or there was a memo about taking the day off and going to the zoo and I was too out of it with a case of the Mondays to have read that e-mail.
Sadly, none of these were the cause of me getting amazing parking spots the past two days. It turns out there is some holiday approaching that people celebrate by taking time off work, even though it has nothing to do with religion, patriotism, or a dead celebrity.
Really people? It doesn't take that long to cook a turkey. I know. Before I was a cubicle monkey I was a butcher, remember. I have a vast knowledge on how long it takes to cook dead animals.
So do me a favor, and be a productive member society. Though the parking situation is nice...
~ The Office Scribe
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