Outlook Tool

Dear Sir or Madam,
Thank you for contacting me. I am currently having a out-of-office experience. I am floating in a depersonalized state around the office ceiling, soaking up the upward glow of the rows of fluorescent lights. From here I have been able to observe details previously unknown to me: 1) the ficus in reception needs water, 2) there’s a bald spot without pity growing atop M.’s big head, 3) behind the filing cabinet in Dept. 3K lies the innocence I'd assumed I’d lost forever. If I thought of it at all, I thought the office was an empty shell when I was not there, but here it is humming right along. There's a strong gravitational pull near my work station, but today it turns out I’m weightless. Thank you for contacting me. Rest assured that on Monday, fully clothed and back in my physical body, I will arrive punctually at my desk.
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