On Friday, as I was leaving the building to go to lunch, a man was walking towards the door I just exited and asked me which agency was this. I tell him.
And, he asked, are you the only one working here?
Um no, I reply, there’s a whole agency full of people inside.
I can’t figure out why he would ask such a question. It’s a six story building, taking up a full city block. There are cars everywhere; there are no open parking places on the street. He passed the snack truck at the curb (our snack bar is permanently closed); the snack truck had a line of people waiting for their lunch orders. And how many state agencies have only one employee?
I thought it best to just keep on moving. A security officer came out the same door several seconds behind me; I saw him helping the man with the strange question.