For Halloween, the Board of Directors played a very funny trick on us. They moved our office.
Have you ever tried to find your way around an unfinished office building?
SAMSON was working "reception," which meant sitting with a laptop and a folding table outside the elevator. I was wandering the halls aimlessly...which come to think about it, is pretty much what I do anyway. Only usually the halls have light switches.
Here is a snippet of actual conversation
SAMSON: What are you doing?
ME: Trying to find the office I was in two minutes ago.
Photocopiers and server access be damned. I'll settle for a GPS and a flare gun.