Earlier this week, the commute to work was really free of traffic. I take a couple of freeways to work, and pretty much never do I do the speed limit on both of them for the length of the trip. So that was weird.

Then when I was actually at work, I didn’t see anyone else arrive in my department for an hour and a half. Normally if someone hasn’t beaten me there, they arrive soon after. So that was weirder. So weird as the time crept by that I became convinced I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yes, I checked the calendar to make sure it wasn’t a holiday I forgot. Twice.

The end of this story is anticlimactic. People did turn up. One had actually been there but was off on another floor out of sight.

Or maybe I’m still in the wrong universe and I haven’t figured it out yet…. Maybe any minute now some big difference between this world and mine will rear its head. Y’know, George Bush will turn out to be Mitochondrial Adam. Windows will be the better but niche OS. Something.

It’s all so Twilight Zone, if I’m right. Or Star Trek.