
So then it not weird that things like this happen when you come back to work: I get up as always on a work Monday, walk down to Van Ness and take the shuttle bus to the Yahoo! office in Sunnyvale. So far so good. I wake up as always at the same batch in the road just before the bus takes a turn and I wipe the drool off my face to get into the office. Nothing weird so far. The weird stuff happens when I get up the the second floor.
The tops of the cubicles have been removed, so instead of having closed cubicles, it is now an open office space.
My reaction; this is not my floor, so I walk halfway up to the next floor, where I used to sit before, when I realize that I was on the right floor.
My reaction; this is not my floor, so I walk halfway up to the next floor, where I used to sit before, when I realize that I was on the right floor.
I walk back and down the aisle to my window desk, which is completely empty.
My reaction; it is still the wrong floor... somehow.
This is when I see my name on the cubicle entrance, confirming it is my cubicle.
My reaction; I start to look for the hidden camera.
I peak inside and find the cubicle completely empty; no books, no photos, no nothing.
My reaction; I take out my phone to check if it is the 1st of April. It was not.
This is when I spot my stuff in a box on the floor.
My reaction; I have been fired! How do I break the news to my wife...
Then I see a box on the table, which I carefully open, as it might include a note of my pending departure from Yahoo!, and inside it I find a SuperStar award in my name.
My reaction; complete brain meltdown.
After re-booting my brain, and talking to my cubicle neighbors, I realize that they removed the tops of the cubicles during Christmas, and they needed to remove the things as I have a stand up table. The award was given months ago, but I thought it was a different team, not mine.
All Mondays should be like this. Makes going to the office an adventure.
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