Today was the last day for the business. The final remnants of old paperwork were shredded, a computer was reformatted for donation. The phone system was sold. The new website was published. Everything that was to be removed before developer and seller close their deal has been removed. All personal items, machinery, and valuables that needed to be put in storage before the idled cranes and bulldozers begin the demolition process have been relocated. Several former employees came in to survey the premises and express disbelief. They walked the grounds silently, one muttering, “I can’t believe this,” as he skulked past me. Hands were shaken, and contact information was exchanged. Also, I took a twenty-inch television set.
It seems like everyone who has worked here in the past six or seven years is now going on to start their own businesses. Some are in related fields, some are not. It’s interesting and somewhat sad to converse about what comes next. Interesting because a lot of bright people have very unique ideas, and somewhat sad because people then turn the question around on me and I don’t exactly have an answer (I actually sent two e-mails out last week to test the waters about starting a business, but I’m sure nothing will come of it). When the final stragglers exited for the final time, the doors were locked and we all went our separate ways. I’m hoping to go back and take some pictures of bulldozers crushing things. I have this romanticized vision of machines crushing walls and mowing over giant debris piles like army tanks forcing their way over embankments. The reality, I’m sure, will be much less exciting to witness.
…And that’s not even the worst part. I have never been more depressed about a fake celebrity crush in my whole life.
