Aftermath

I would've lost that bet. Nobody took me aside to "talk" with me. My boss avoided me like the plague. Three words exchanged all day: "Hi." "Hello." "Um."

Very, very strange. I've deleted all personal content from my work machine. The snacks in my desk have been moved to my car. The cheapie radio that I was using to combat the incessant easy-listening shit has been removed from my desk and taken home. I guess I'm preparing for the escort from the building...

There are nine more days and I'm either being totally ignored, or they're a lot more subtle than I would've thought. I'll bet on the former.

Just because you're paranoid don't mean they're not after you...