A year ago I was sent home from work, just like everyone else, and told to stay there for 2 weeks. My new job was slated to begin on Monday the 30th so as far as anyone in that office knew, that would probably be the last time they saw me. Usually leaving a job is met with hugs and “we should grab drinks” pleasantries that you know will never happen, but because of the abruptness of it all and the fact that no one really knew what was going on yet, it was completely unceremonious. There were no hugs, no high fives, no anything really. All we knew at this point in time 1 year ago was that physical contact was bad and we needed to wash our hands as much as possible. So I walked out of the office I’d been in for a little over a year and never looked back.