I think my work group was just subjected to a DOGE-style “prove you shouldn’t be fired” assignment just before the end of the workday, then when I dropped everything to turn mine in, we got a second one, which I also turned in. Then I shut down my machine to catch the *late* bus home so I can hurry to make my man’s dinner, & bundle him & his medical gear off to the hospital for overnight tests. I don’t have much of a life, but HE’S IT. I’ll see if I have job tomorrow.