7.17.2008

Prisoner of Conscience - Part 1

Snooping around Ben's office at the DoJ, I came upon some transcripts that really freaked me out. I think they have to do with my old boyfriend / fuck buddy that disappeared a few years ago, but I'm not sure yet.

I thought at the time that "J" had found out about my "second job" and couldn't handle it, given that there was a cryptic note on our night stand that said he "couldn't take it any more" and was leaving.





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Memory Dump Subject 01041960-M
Initial Entry - 02:32:12 / 051605


Ouch! My head hurts! It's throbbing like I've never felt before,,
I don't know what happened; I went to bed last night in my cozy little apartment with my lover like I always do, and now I awake to find that I'm sequestered in a 6x10 foot cell with no window with only a built-in cot and stainless steel toilet with some sort of spout on it at the top.

Where the hell am I?
There's no window like I said, and the light that I do get is overhead from fluorescent lights built into the ceiling.
The door is steel with no handle or lock visible, but there is a slot with a tray built into it onto which I suppose food or some sustenance will arrive sometime.

I'm cold. I have no clothing save a paper-like jumpsuit. There are no sheets on the cot, only the batting on the mattress and even then I can't lift it up to even see underneath as it is fastened down somehow.

Now what?
Like I said, I remember going to bed at home and now I awake here in this cell with a headache.
What did I do?

Well, like, it's not been a bizarre week anyway since losing my job - and even that was strange in and of itself how it happened.
Everything was going just fine at work, basically the work a day world of a computer programmer at one of those nameless companies out there in America that no one has ever heard of before, sitting and coding all day long with only the solace of my chats with friends of like minded ilk.

Suddenly, I was being asked to move up all of my projects by a week and then I noticed people avoiding me as I went down the hall to the break room, and occasionally they would even just stop talking as I entered a room. Naively, I presumed that they were planning a party as my birthday was just a week away..

Then the other shoe dropped. My boss called me into his office to give me the bad news that the company would "no longer require my services". When I asked him why, all he could do is stammer out a somewhat nonsensical reply; something about corporate strategy BS and the like.

I found that a bit fishy, but really began to wonder what was up when I was escorted from his office by a corporate security guard holding a box with all of my personal belongings. I also found it just a bit odd that two men in dark suits were in my 'cube dismantling my computer... oh well, I wrote it off to the usual end-of-job maintenance. I realize now that there were much darker and more sinister forces at work here at work.

That night at home, "D" and I discussed the days events and made plans for the future without my income and another way to pay the bills. D is a paper pusher/secratary, which she hates with a passionate loathing, but she makes more than me so in effect we'll probably be all right for some time while I look viable options considering my current skill set. At least she gets to go out of town regularly for her boss.

D is a wonderful lover, and I miss the contact right at this moment; I can see that I will not have the support or contact with D anytime soon, or at least that's how I perceive my current situation.

GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE??!!

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