Let's just say that despite all their protestations of fidelity, the normal outcome of this scenario is two co-workers making wild monkey love somewhere between the copier and the nearest Motel 6.
Pretty much. My ex-wife basically did the same thing where she worked at.
She left out the door with just the clothes on her back, and the 2 year-old car, with the payments
I got the house, land, my truck, the kids (16 and 20 at the time)
The following year, I got a NEW wife, 3 step-kids, and a dachshund named "Jake"
I couldn't be happier!