digital archaeology.

 masked, pass the pendulum after clocking in to work. Climb the curved stairs around the swaying pendulum, then down the passageway with the small circular windows on both sides. The passageway is the inside of a square tube bridging the space between two buildings,

The office is much as it had been last week. The cleaner has been through, it is clean. A thorough man with his mop and his rag.

Start to sort things, people start to telephone. Most of them want to know as to when retirement starts, well it will not be long anymore. One person want's to chat. Listen and talk, chatter bla bla. All very pleasant.

The boss telephones. The usual unsure unclear fuzzy request to go to his office. This is better than him coming to this office, he is always difficult to get rid of. Enter the office, a grandiose wave to the round table. One sheet of paper to be signed. Talk about things that should be done and things that will have to be done. And do not spare on criticism of those academics believe that their qualifications will automatically inveigle them with leadership abilities, when all they do is want others to clean up the mess that they have made as they proceed to start some other disaster. But never mind, they are all intelligent and qualified people.

just some of them are unpleasant.

Then back, and start to sort and backup and organise the work of the last ten years. Nobody will be interested. Maybe in fifty years some scholar will use the pictures as evidence or illustration of something. A sort of digital archaeology