My most recent office (well, cubicle within an office) is on the fourth floor, where we were stationed with the other workers in our unit. And now we're moving to a giant cube farm that will hold our entire branch.
The move has been in stages, with each sub-unit moving at different times. We editors are the last to go. Everyone else has moved. We're still waiting for our move date to be announced. Today, my office mate is on vacation. Except for one other editor on the far end of the long hallway, I'm the only person here in this wing of the fourth floor.
It's quiet and eerie. It looks kind of like this:
And it's making me feel very uneasy, being by myself in this quiet office. I can't help but be reminded of 28 Days Later.
All alone except for the zombies.
I don't think my survival skills are up to this. I wish I'd worn running shoes.