A shift in strategy June 18, 2013

 


 

The silence is astounding.

So is the lack of traffic on my blog.

I’m supposed to meet with our former temporary boss shortly. While I feel sorry for him, I don’t trust him.

I think he’s still brimming with rage at me for our poet resigning from our office and may possibly believe I’m responsible for it.

But our poet seems determined to keep her job at up county town hall, even if the Virgin Mayor is forced to resign by losing his court case.

The office gossip told me the Virgin Mayor arranged Civil Service protection for our poet – something I already knew from the paperwork she filed with the state last month.

She may simply be bidding her time, clinging to the job there until R is elected in Hometown where she can get possibly a better position.

The distance isn’t much greater from where she lives to Hometown townhall than it is to the townhall she goes now.

Rumor has it she may have talked our former Temporary Boss into taking a job with the R administration as well -- after he comes back from surgery, something I failed to mention previously in these pages, but will get to shortly).

I don’t trust the office gossip about everything, and this is a point where I think she’s wrong. Our former temporary boss would not work on that side of the political aisle, even if he had the chance to work with our poet again.

I don’t actually believe our poet will get Civil Service protection since she had an odd title as personal assistant or something to the Virgin Mayor, not something easily recognized by the bureaucratic state government.

This also must concern her since other employees with civil service protection have been laid off by the Virgin Mayor and are suing to get their jobs back.

But if she gets a rare Civil Service title, she might stay on. But will a new administration and mayor trust her since she has already served the Virgin Mayor and his crew as a spy.

The Virgin Mayor’s arch rival, from whom she stole the secrets of his campaign, has spread the word about her.

But she is resourceful enough to possibly sway a new mayor as well, trickling up once again. Who knows.

But as I said, I suspect if she survives, it will only be until R gets sworn in, and then she’ll make the change.

It may be a long stressful wait since there is an election to get through first and R has to win it for her to get her piece of the pie.

Also surprising is the fact that even if she changes towns, she’ll still be a government worker, not something I expected her to pursue as a permanent career.

Why doesn’t she simply walk away from all this?

Or is she tied to someone else.

The office gossip said our poet has ties to the law firm run by her current boss (who is also R’s campaign press person.)

The fact that she still talks to our temporary boss and our office gossip likely shows she is also still in communication with our male owner, which makes me wonder if she still has plans for him or is simply stringing him along like an insurance policy.

Perhaps she even has hooks into D, who currently works Hometown beat, and her influence over him could be the reason why R campaign wants her – she can sway the press, and more importantly, D seems smitten with her.

This power over the press makes her hugely important for the upcoming campaign.

With one small obstacle: me.

My column would not be so easily controlled as D’s stories might be.

This is something to be concerned about – will she use her influence to get me fired?

 

 


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