8/10/2004 4:28:03 PM Created New Journal: Ron's World I figured this was the safest place to write down my thoughts for the moment. I got this account today in case something happened to me. Call it paranoia if you want to, but things at the office have gotten a little, well, crazy. I feel like the TT execs are watching me more closely than they should be watching a new employee. It's like they are hiding some big secret behind their fake smiles. I also have the distinct impression that I am being followed at times, though I have yet to prove that's true. I am fairly certain, however, that someone has been going through my desk. when I'm not around. Maybe it's all innocent...someone searching for a paperclip or in need of a Post-It, but it still has me a bit freaked out. 8/11/2004 6:17:38 PM The weirdness continues. Every time I walked into a room today the conversation stopped. Every time I walked out of a room I heard the whispers start. I had to go to RT's office to talk to him about the status of the UH updates. I had them ready to go two days ago as requested and was ready to post them yesterday when I was told not to, that the execs wanted to check them one more time. Check them for what I'm not sure, since they dictated how they should look and what should be included in them from the start. RT said he couldn't tell me when the updates would be approved or even what might possibly be wrong with them. Then he gave me a cold fish stare for a minute and said, "We're done, Ron". That man scares me. LJ scares me, I think she could tear me up. Am I just paranoid? Maybe I should go read The Firm. As I returned to my desk I saw JS's assistant, the creepy guy who insists on being called "Mr" Richards (I'm not even sure what his first name is) walking down the hall away from my area. I didn't see him at my desk but I sure got the feeling he had been. And when I sat down, my Outlook was open on my screen, even though I'm pretty sure it was minimized when I left. I think the bastard was reading my e-mail. Damn.. 8/12/2004 10:57:46 PM Call it juvenile, paranoid, crazy or whatever you want but I taped hairs on my desk drawers when I left last night. They were all broken when I came in this morning. I put a keylogger on my computer after the e-mail incident yesterday and realized it had been disabled and the log cleared. Guess they know a thing or two about a thing or two. RT asked me to stay after class today. I don't think he wants me to clean erasers. I think I'm smiling too much. I read somewhere that indicates nervousness. Nobody else is smiling around here anymore. except Mr. Richards. He walked by me while I was at my desk and when I looked up at him he paused for just a second and gave me the creepiest smile I've ever seen. And then he just walked away. This has gotten worse. I'm not absolutely positive but I think someone followed me home tonight. I could have sworn there was someone behind me, just out of sight, the whole way home. What the hell is going on? I know one thing - tomorrow I am going to get to the bottom of this thing at Tomorrow's Talk, no matter who I have to talk to or how many feathers I have to ruffle.