Moved all my stuff from my previous teaching job to my office at Sandon today. It was pretty generous of the college to pay for all my moving expenses; books are heavy and expensive to transport and I have a lot of them. I met Grace at the school today. She was very helpful and offered to show me around. She seems good hearted, but I will have to see. Maybe she is aiming at an easy grade, as she told me that she is not keen on studying. Or maybe she has something to hide, in which case she is in deep waters. In any case though, I will provide with an extra help with her studies... a quid pro quo.
I wonder what my previous boss wrote about me in his reference letter. He had always an eye on me, the old scumbag. Nevermind the jerk, he was incapable of proving the slightest of what he was suspecting. Ha! if only he knew how minute were his suspicions, compared to what was going on ... so, it seems that what happened there is gonna stay there.
Also completed the setup of my office, which I like it a lot: clean, spacious with a large window and a magnificent view. Very different compared to my other office, which I doubt that anybody has dug deep enough to know that I maintain downtown. I like the risk of availing just a small opportunity for someone to be suspicious. I hang a Helmut Newton photograph on my wall. Not one of his kinky ones. Just a plain portrait he so artfully used to shoot. It is just a small hint for the visitors of my office. And, at the same time a test for the them. If their eye falls on the picture and stays the for just a split second more, I know that they recognized the photographer. And then I know that (s)he has see the rest of his photos...
Back to work. It seems that several of the users engage some, say, extra-curricular uses of the WWW. I found out student account traces of frequent skype calls, as well as, some interesting pictures on the school's Web server proxy: somebody among the students is reading Von Gotha's illustrated novels ... nice taste, though professionally speaking, completely inappropriate use of the school's equipment.
I am curious to find out what was the investigative stuff the principal asked me about when we talked the other day on the phone. Would it be about this mystery I heard about regarding the dissappearing of two persons, or is it related to the other affairs of the school? Anyhow, I guess he will tell me when he needs to and, after all, this has been my bread and butter for quite a while in the past. The principal seems like a nice guy and something tells me he is like-minded. So if he asks me to be a bit nosy, I will certainly help him out.
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