Give yourself another answer

I always wonder what they think when they see me at work on the weekends. Some come here for an hour, some come to pick up something they forgot but none of them come to work like me. Do they think I am crazy? Do they feel bad for me? Sometimes I wonder. Obviously, it doesn’t really matter, Nor do I really know what they really think. I mean, We are what we think other think of us- so give yourself another answer.