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sometimes the paranoid are being followed
I had this title in mind because I was planning to write a post about how I think I broke the digital recorder that belongs to my company because I can't get it to turn on anymore so now I have to give it back to them to fix and I am very nervous that if they manage to fix it they will also be able to retrieve the five hundred million non-work-related telephone conversations I surreptitiously recorded, (yes, this is illegal, but let's not dwell there; I was not doing it maliciously, I just like recording things) many of which involve me talking about how stupid my job is.
Or, if they can't fix it, that they will make me pay for it. That piece of crap is expensive.
So, I was walking around thinking about karma, and the mysterious forces of the universe, when something strange happened. I ran into an old friend of mine I haven't seen in many months two days in a row in two different and equally unexpected places. It's hard to chalk something like that up to pure coincidence and forget about it. What is going on here? Does some higher power want me and this friend to reconnect? Why this particular person? Why now?
I became so consumed with these thoughts that I completely forgot about how much shit I am going to eat over the digital recorder. Hmm, could that be part of God's plan too? For someone who doesn't believe in God, I sure am starting to feel like there is Someone out of get me. Or at least teach me something.
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