Work is a lonely place to be...

but it's my last day, so I can probably deal with it. File cabinets are being carted out all around me while some of my coworkers stand by and watch. The tables once full of deforestation pamphlets are now empty and only the mohagany tabletops remain. People keep giving me random tasks like vacuuming or moving boxes. The walls once plastered with satellite images of Baghdad before and after the bombing, the Amazon rainforest over the years and other satellite maps are now just empty and way too white. The group in my office space is splitting up; half are moving across the hall and the upstairs are moving in. People are gossiping about who is taking whose stuff and other petty stuff like that. Earlier today, I had to train someone who is almost a grad student to do my work and I've had to train the higher-ups how to use the copy machine, how to send faxes and how to get the mail! (yes, they've been in this building for 10+years and don't know where the mail room is) So, today is just a weird day and I wish I was along with the crew going to get John. 3 hours 10 minutes left and I'll see ya'll tonight!!