The cube farm is empty but for me and my partner.
There are guys in overalls, thick gloves, wearing eye protection and heavy filter masks spreading plastic sheets on all the cubes surrounding ours. No plastic for us.
There is a faint whiff of chemicals in the air. Parts of the office have plastic sheets with old rotten looking pipes placed on them. In the distance, I can hear drilling, hammering, and vague undefined noises.
Nobody said anything about any of this before they left for the day, including the supervising manager.
I’m a bit concerned…