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I walked over to my computer and sat down in the chair. When I did, I remembered just a couple of months ago, how frustrating that simple act was because the other chair I had would constantly lower itself and throw you off balance since you had to sit in a very particular fashion in order for it to not make you lean to the point of nearly falling out of the chair, which did happen at least on two occasions. Damn that fucking chair.

Just like every other day I pulled up Pandora, a very extensive "we-play-only-what-you-like-because-we-make-you-tell-us-what-you-like" kind of online radio, but today I was standing while attempting to type. Basically, if your name starts with a letter between R and T this means that you are going to fuck up what ever it is that you are trying to type. Just accept it because it is fact no matter how you look at it. So somehow the first two letters of pandora came out pu. After the first two letters the computer tries to guess what you are trying to type in. So I stop, look to find Pandora, but can only find several links to different portions of the site www.pussy.org. Immediately, I think -- Jesus! Have I been looking at porn at work? Without even realizing it? Like in Fight Club, only different? After a few ridiculous thoughts like that I realize that I haven't. Then my thought process traces this to my boss, you know -- the one with the really dumb name. But not just the fact that it could have been him looking at the porn, but that he could be setting me up to fire me or whatever else his little pervy brain could muster to think. Either way I know that I have to tell someone in case someone else finds it and automatically assumes, mainly because it's my computer, that I have been looking at titties. All day I try to think of who to tell, what to tell them, etc., so I call HKD to get advice on the issue. Afterwards I remember my other boss has a 14-15 year old boy that comes with him to work nearly every day. And, of course, he hangs in the building I am in every day. But at the same time, it's very rare for him to be alone. There are usually a total of 5 kids there and they stick together / annoy together constantly (my job description details nothing to do with children, yet what I am stuck doing 95% of the time? Fucking babysitting. I swear . . .). Anyway, my hands are in the air here. I tried to get the only other person that works in the office (the only one I really like and trust) to come to my building so I could show him. But nothing ever works out for him to be able to get away. I am going to follow up on this tomorrow. We'll call it an "investigation" if you will. If more porn is looked at tonight, I will know. And it will also eliminate the kid from the suspect list (he's out of town for the week).