The NSA scandal has nothing on what is going on in our office these days – especially if you believe half of what GA’s blog posts, she claims is going on with us.
Even our owner has gotten in on internet spying, as he installs more tracking devices to keep track of who is hitting our website, and whether or not – as pointed out from last year – some of the staff might be spiking their own numbers to make themselves look good in his eyes.
Someone talked him into upgrading the company warehouse, telling him he ought to post more pictures and videos. And so, as cheap a son of a bitch as he is, he’s invested in a new webpage design, and started asking us to do more picture stories.
This may or may not have anything to do with the issue earlier this year when she talked some union guys on a project in my town to allow her to do a photo shoot, one that the boss wanted me to duplicate, but I could not, unable to seduce the local workers into letting me onto the site the way she apparently had.
Our boss guesses a lot about what might be transpiring between our owner and our poet, perhaps noticing just how strangely the owner has been acting since our poet got hired, and still seems smitten with her, even after she resigned nine months ago.
I can’t tell if the owner has been spying on my computers at work the way he had last summer. He would learn nothing from such an effort since I ceased using the office machines, bringing in an old portable computer to both offices instead. Even back when he searched my computers, he could not have found anything without resorting to an NSA-like search since I removed anything from those computers that had anything to do with her, transferring files to a portable hard drive. Even then, I never did download any of the controversial things such as the risky texts and even riskier naked pictures she sent me early on.
Perhaps, he was looking for communications I might have had with GA, the Hometown blogger, making the mistaken assumption that I was source for the inside information GA posted (an assumption our former temporary boss also made) when I believe it is our boss who is feeding GA for her own purposes.
What our owner did do was install new software that allows him to better track what websites the office computers access, something GA warned me about when directing me to software that disguised IP addresses. GA is better at this game than our owner is, and apparently can track a lot of what we do as well, and certainly knows who comes onto her site – our boss, our temporary boss, and both our owners.
I have to assume that some of the reason for our male owner’s attempts to see what I do on these computers and who I talk to has to do with our poet, selling him the idea that I might actually be stalking her, something he dared not confront me with when I confessed the whole mess to both bosses a year ago. The last thing he needs is for our female boss to find out he’s involved with the poet, the way our boss claims he is.
Even though I do not think the owner will go too far in installing sophisticated software to track people such as a keystroke indicator, I need to be careful, and do everything to keep under the radar, making sure that whatever I do or say is done on my smart phone or personal laptop.
I have kept all of the communications I had with our poet – text or email – some of which verify my side of the story I told the owners when I told them she had accused me of stalking her. But I learned a variable lesson from the texts she doctored to make it look as if I was stalking her – leaving out her side of the texting conversation the way she did with her Brooklyn stalker. A comparison between what I have and what she gave the public safety director in her threat against me last year would prove an interesting literary study, comparing my copy against hers.
But I won’t go there unless I’m seriously threatened, and despite a few digs at me in some of her poems, the worst of the conflict appears to have passed, unless our owner gets it in his head, he wants to fire me.
It is difficult to tell what level of tracking technology our poet uses to see just who shows up on her blog. So, I need to be careful to disguise my IP address when I do so, and never access her blog from work or any computer she might recognize. She knows I’m looking. I just don’t want her to be able to prove it and use that as further evidence of stalking.
Maybe I am as elusive as her poem last September suggested. But in this game, I have to be.
Since I long ago lost access to her Facebook page, I have no need to worry about it, though I’m wondering if I’ve missed some of her posted poems since in the past, she posted poems there that never appeared in her blog.
What scares me more than anything is how much she might have told our owner about me since his attitude towards me has changed, as he seems determined to trip me up, and build a case to eventually fire me – something our female owner opposes but might well be convinced to do if the male owner gets sufficient evidence to use against me.
Again, I wonder is he acting on the belief that if he gets rid of me our poet friend might be convinced to return to our office, something that would definitely cheer up our former temporary boss, as unlikely as for this to ever happen.
She has made it clear more than once, she never goes back. If she leaves a situation, she leaves it forever. If she leaves a romance, that romance is finished forever.
None the less it is something to ponder over, and something I need to be wary about. She might never retrace her steps, but that might not stop the owner from axing me on the belief she might.
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