This Place is a Morgue 

That's about it. 

Don's gone; I think everyone else took a half day or something. 

I just walked to the bathroom and back and saw exactly one other person in the building. It's freaky-quiet over here in production. I can hear someone on the phone in the other department, but it's downright creepy here. It doesn't help that it's overcast outside and when I turn around it's dark and empty. 

If I didn't have actual work to do, I might see about skipping out --except I think one of the Big Kahuna's is in and they sometime troll around on Fridays to see who's in and who's cut out. So, by "skipping out" I actually mean, "leaving 5 minutes early". 

I'm such a rebel.