I just got to work after a sleepless night. I met two old folks standing outside the building. It happens every now and then, and quite often it is old women who went here when this was a Girl School. When I got inside after a little chat, I noticed that things were quite .. empty. The cantina was empty. The food trays were empty. Places that are colleagues’ seats were empty.
Oh, fuck. Everybody has died.
Then I remembered; today, some two thousand years ago, was that day Jesus Christ son of God had had enough.
The guys were probably going to meet him for a cup of coffee or something, but when they met him he wasn’t in his usual good spirit. He was all pissed off at something. Probably the romans. And he said:
"I’ve had it up to here with this thing. Screw you guys, I’m going home."