Worlds of Self-Consciousness

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Things are escalating at work. Since I found out that Mr. G is probably a scammer, I try to avoid him at all cost. Which is problematic because he is supposed to produce drawings I am supposed to further work on.

This morning, my project manager comes to me and tells me that I should talk to him because she is fed up with him coming to her with all his questions. He needs lots of help to draw that GDR building.

After lunch I decide to talk to him. We go in the meeting room.

The talk takes about one hour and ends with me raging again.

It started with him saying, why are you so mean to me? I am trying to be nice but you are always mean.

(He was totally right, I was very mean. I couldn’t help it but his weird attitude just made me angry)

I tried to stay calm. I tried to explain to him, that I have the feeling that he is not fully engaging.

He tries to explain in his little German, that of course he wants to do a good job. That he is always trying to fulfill the tasks people give him. But that he can’t help it, if someone doesn’t tell him, go look here and there to find information how is he supposed to know.

I say I have the feeling that he seems to have a lack of will, that he is not curious enough. I try to explain that if he had just a bit of curiosity things would be easier for him.

If I remember right, he then again repeated in a kinda whiny tone, yes but why are you always so mean to me? That is not ok. We are at work here and we should be professional.

The talking leads to nothing and I get angry. I ask him, do you understand english? (We are talking in German)

No answer.

I ask again. Do you understand english?

No answer and his eyes start rolling. He is annoyed.

I say, listen carefully. What makes me angry about you is that you are using whataboutism (we don’t have a word for that in German so I used English). We don’t do that here, understand? I have no idea if you are doing this unconsciously because you grew up in a former sovjet state, but here in Germany we don’t use what abouts.

The talk goes on, we go in circles, it is pointless. After one hour our project manager comes over, tries to help for a bit but quickly realises that the discussion is leading nowhere and that I am in rage and says, I guess it is better if we interrupt at this point.

I go outside for a smoke in the backyard. Mr. G leaves the office as well but through the front entrance.

While I am outside I follow my new usual occupation. I look at the stalkers’ weird forum for messages.

Something catches my eye. Not from the usual stalkers. It’s just a random find. An update from a few minutes ago.

It’s one of these weird digital contents, not for sale, no haves, no wants.

What intrigues me is the cover. There is a building displayed which resembles a lot our office building. Title and track are in cyrillic. The track translates to: Worlds of Self-Consciousness

A click on one of the styles leads to a probable answer from someone. In cyrillic as well. Something like ‘strenuous study’.

The user’s name of the first entry seems to be finnish. The translation doesn’t make sense. BUT THIS ACCOUNT WAS OPENED ON MARCH 3RD 2022. That was a very special day for me which completely changed my life.

It would totally make sense for a very obsessive stalker wanting to have control over all parts of my life. All the stalking was about this

  • Where is she going
  • What is she wearing
  • Who is she talking to
  • What are they talking about
  • How many cigarettes is she smoking
  • How much is she drinking and what

Missing in that list:

  • What is she doing at work
  • Who does she talk to at work
  • Is maybe someone flirting with her at work
  • What is she eating for lunch

Is this Mr. G? Is Mr. G a stalker? Was Mr. G send to my office to watch over me?

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