I had to go into the office today to print some checks for several government agencies who for some reason don’t accept electronic payments. No, they don’t want their money right away. They’d rather wait for a check to get to them then wait for it to clear the bank. Stupidity, really.
Anyhow, this is the first time I’ve been in the office since March 12, 2020 — 594 days. It was strange to see the place empty. When they did the deep COVID cleanse last April, they had people come in to put all of our effects in boxes and getting rid of our food items in our desks (and trust me, we have some fucking hoarders.) So empty desks, boxes everywhere, unplugged monitors. It was surreal.
I’m happy the packers did a good job because I was going to bring home my personal items since I don’t see myself coming back into the office. Since I don’t think we’re going back into the office before January and that is when I will be moved over to Disney, it’s as good of a time as any. I left some items as you see in the photo. I left my old pink Christmas tree. I left my adding machine since I bought the same one for use at home. The most important thing in the box: 1.75L bottle of Bombay Sapphire gin. That shit doesn’t go bad, right?
By the way, fuck traffic. Sure I went early in the afternoon and it wasn’t the normal rush hour level, but still. Fuck traffic.