It’s a done deal

By | Friday, June 27, 2003 at 11:39 pm

I’m finished. My career at CirQon ended at around 11:00am this morning. I was dismissed. I, along with a few other remaining co-workers, stood around the office and watched in shock as the movers carted away the desks, cabinets and chairs that were once part of our home away from home. They were amazingly swift today, as if the end of the day today was some sort of deadline and they just realized they were out of time. The other four days of the week were very quiet in the building and all of a sudden it was bustling with movers in nearly every department at once!

As a few co-workers and I waited for our “walking papers” we watched them clearing each room and moving on to the next. We even had to switch to different rooms to wait in because the furniture was being moved out all around us most of the time!

If you’re not bored to death by this yet, read on for some photo highlights…

Wow, are these exciting. Take a look.

BootDisk (23k image)

This was my Weapon of Mass Destruction for the past two weeks. I think I reformatted about 40 hard drives containing a total of around 175GB of information before carting each one out to the dock to be loaded onto a tractor-trailer.

NoServers (60k image)

This is where the two servers were that sat next to me for years. Mark Stricklin, my former supervisor, added the countertop. It was attached to a desk on the left, and held up on the right by a fire safe. Mark got out of IT and went into politics and construction over a year ago. He was smart enough to get out before he was forced to…

LastWorkstation (66k image)

There it is. My lonely workstation before I was told to pack it up and move it out early this morning. The screen and keyboard at left aren’t attached to a computer–they were key conspirators in my use of the aforementioned Weapon of Mass Destruction… I would wheel each computer in on a gurney, hook up the IV’s (keyboard, mouse, monitor), and then procedure to fry all of it’s data. Can I be indicted for war crimes?

I have more photos of more empty rooms, empty shelves, and nothingness, but this is getting too depressing. Time to move on….