I’m convinced that our former temporary boss hates me, even
though he still pretends to be my friend – believing wrongly that I somehow caused
our poet to resign last October, when I had no part in that affair.
He seems to be seeking out ill information about me.
It is difficult to tell if our poet has anything to do with
this or it is simply something he came up with on his own.
I suspect not.
I also suspect I’m not a subject of conversation when they
meet or talk.
Her MO seems to keep each of us in the dark about the others
– one of the reason why I think she went ape shit last year when I revealed I’d
been talking to him about her, or maybe more upset that she thinks he talked to
me about her as well, something he really didn’t do, I merely made it look that
way, one of my more shameful acts in this Shakespearian tragedy.
I’m still not convinced about our owner’s explanation as to
why he has not yet filled the position our poet left in the upper county towns
after D left it for hometown, and the intern left (or was fired, not clear on
that either.)
A number of people in our office would welcome her back with
open arms including the owner, but especially our former temporary boss, and I
wonder if the position is being left open as an insurance policy in case things
go sour for the Virgin Mayor in his trial.
But why would she come back unless the owner can dig a lot
deeper into his pockets than he was willing to do in the past?
She just got a $20,000 a year raise, which is about $2,000
than she was making total when she worked for us.
Besides, she rarely backtracks. She always moves on.
Joe, former editor at one of our down county papers, had his
first dealings with her this week, and for some reason, he showed up at the
council meeting I covered last night.
Since he has a key to our auxiliary office and to our
computers, all this is an alarming development, making me wonder what exactly
is going on in our main office that I don’t know about.
Joe shrugged when I asked him why had had come to the
meeting, telling me he was on his way home and hadn’t been to one of these meetings
in a long time, a very thin excuse since nobody in their right minds goes to
government meetings unless they have to.
I once asked him if he was after my job. He said no. But I
don’t believe him.
Fortunately for me, he and our female boss bump heads a lot,
nor does one of the other long time writers like him.
All this maybe as he said it is, mere coincidence, but it
still makes me nervous.
Meanwhile I found out more about D’s complicity in two
slanted stories he did for our poet’s former beat prior to his moving on from
the Virgin Mayor’s town where our poet has been spinning him.
There is some hint that D is going after Carmelo’s political
enemies as well as those enemies of the Virgin Mayor.
Our poet in her current position fed D information as a
confidential source and he bit on it.
The second story he did before moving on to Hometown
apparently invented negative quotes which were never recanted when the person
quoted called D to complain.
D has also neglected to return calls to Hometown blogger,
GA, who wanted to correct information in a story he did in hometown, even
though story was not essentially controversial.
The Virgin Mayor’s chief adversary, meanwhile, had a
confrontation with RR, calling him a snitch, a situation that gets more
uncomfortable because the adversary’s aide apparently has switched sides. Since
this is the man our poet had the most dealings with last December, and who laid
out the Adversary’s plans for her to carry back to the Virgin Mayor, she may be
the one who convinced him to switch sides (though I suspect not). Still, I’m
struck by the fact that a man related to some of the principal characters in
that up-county drama lied about his relationship when he came to my town to do
a documentary about a story I had written.
What the hell is that all about?
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