#crazytown

I have turned into Mon Mothma, smiling and then turning my back to leave and feeling freaked tf out. And yes, I am drinking more wine Mon style as well. About to go get some.

Tumblr is one of the few places where I even feel safe talking about it. They have been so invasive as to look at the text messages of co-workers which I am pretty sure is not even legal wtaf. They are trying to prevent certain people from talking to each other. I am Public Enemy #1 rn and am banned from talking to anyone at any time, including break times, for more than two minutes at a time. I mean they knew about the most random of interactions, in detail, going back weeks and we weren't even doing anything. So I literally cannot trust anyone, cannot talk to anyone, even outside of work for fear that it might somehow get back to someone.

And the kicker is that my cowardly, vile, completely awful big boss said, "Keep conversations light. You can talk about classical music or poetry." OH YES. Because you pretty much saw to it that that person is not going to speak to me anymore. They made sure that that was ruined. She dragged him into a room and when he came out he looked exhausted and afraid.

"If you're doing nothing wrong, what is there to fear?"

"I'm fearing your definition of 'wrong'."

The one takeaway I have though is that they, my bosses, especially the big one, look rather afraid of someone or something, including me, like perhaps I'll go to someone higher up and say something/do something.

For a little bit of background, a co-worker was fired and two days later he committed suicide. (We were friends and worked together a lot.) This occurred late last year. I am willing to bet that coporate is Not Happy about this and there may be some pretty crazy repercussions afoot legally that have sent folks into a paranoid spiral. Folks were talking a lot about grief and emotions, and tensions were rather high at work. Now nobody talks about anything substantive anymore and it is rather falsely bright, artificial and tense.