/lit/ - Literature

>Boss caught me on /lit/ at work again. He has now upped to monitoring my screen the full 7 hours I am there. He requested virtual access to my machine, to ‘synergize.’ Now that he has it, every so often when I am in the middle of work-- or worse, when I have stood up to go to the bathroom or to stretch my legs, I come back to find a full plate of /handsome men/ threads opened on my desktop for the entire office to see. He knows I cannot ‘x’ these out, not with my union status still pending thanks to the virus (if I so much as acknowledge/interact with NSFW content this can be used against me and I can be terminated). I hold my power button down at the close of play to avoid them. Sometimes he visits my workstation at the exact moment I return just to ask me why I’m sweating and if I need the fans on in winter or to comment on how I’m one ‘naturally sweaty dude’. He says a lot of coded language about ‘real red men’ and ‘bluebois’; he claims Cherokee blood so it doesn’t raise any concerns with our Human Resources colleagues. He only started claiming this ancestry after he found me browsing on the cameras that first day. He’s made it known, in not so many words, that he doesn’t like blue boards and blue boarders; ‘we need to cut down on bluespeak,’ he says. Everyone else is out of the loop on what he really means. Sometimes he hides behind the formica plant to watch my reaction. My only solace, my phone, still has to connect to the office network. I’m posting from it now. Last week he referred to me as 'a blue meanie' because he thought I was a /mu/ poster; the cameras arent high enough resolution for him to make out the board letters. But now that he knows it is /lit/, he has started to call me Beauregarde. He says we need to touch base moving forward and find a nickname that’ll be a win/win for the both of us. All I know is that he has power over me

>Boss caught me on /lit/ at work again. He has now upped to monitoring my screen the full 7 hours I am there. He requested virtual access to my machine, to ‘synergize.’ Now that he has it, every so often when I am in the middle of work-- or worse, when I have stood up to go to the bathroom or to stretch my legs, I come back to find a full plate of /handsome men/ threads opened on my desktop for the entire office to see. He knows I cannot ‘x’ these out, not with my union status still pending thanks to the virus (if I so much as acknowledge/interact with NSFW content this can be used against me and I can be terminated). I hold my power button down at the close of play to avoid them. Sometimes he visits my workstation at the exact moment I return just to ask me why I’m sweating and if I need the fans on in winter or to comment on how I’m one ‘naturally sweaty dude’. He says a lot of coded language about ‘real red men’ and ‘bluebois’; he claims Cherokee blood so it doesn’t raise any concerns with our Human Resources colleagues. He only started claiming this ancestry after he found me browsing on the cameras that first day. He’s made it known, in not so many words, that he doesn’t like blue boards and blue boarders; ‘we need to cut down on bluespeak,’ he says. Everyone else is out of the loop on what he really means. Sometimes he hides behind the formica plant to watch my reaction. My only solace, my phone, still has to connect to the office network. I’m posting from it now. Last week he referred to me as 'a blue meanie' because he thought I was a /mu/ poster; the cameras arent high enough resolution for him to make out the board letters. But now that he knows it is /lit/, he has started to call me Beauregarde. He says we need to touch base moving forward and find a nickname that’ll be a win/win for the both of us. All I know is that he has power over me

Boss caught me on /lit/ at work again. He has now upped to monitoring my screen the full 7 hours I am there. He requested virtual access to my machine. Now that he has it, every so often when I am in the middle of work-- or worse, when I have stood up to go to the bathroom or to stretch my legs, I come back to find a new /handsome men/ thread opened on my desktop for the entire office to see. He knows I cannot ‘x’ these out, not with my union status still pending thanks to the virus (if I so much as acknowledge/interact with NSFW content this can be used against me and I can be terminated). Sometimes he visits my workstation at the exact moment I return just to ask me why I’m sweating and if I need the fans on in winter or to comment on how I’m one ‘naturally sweaty dude’. He says a lot of coded language about ‘real red men’ and ‘sissy blue boys’; he claims Cherokee blood so it doesn’t raise any cocerns with our Human Resources colleagues. He only started claiming his ancestry after he found me browsing on the cameras that first day. He’s made it known, in not so many words, that he doesn’t like blue boards and blue boarders. Sometimes he hides behind the formica plant to watch my reaction. My only solace, my phone, still has to connect to the office network. I’m posting from it now. Last week he referred to me as 'a blue meanie' because he thought I was a /mu/ poster; the cameras arent high enough resolution for him to make out the board letters. But now that he knows it is /lit/, he has started to call me Beauregarde. He says he's going to think of something that sounds more 'pet' soon. All I know is that he has power over me

>Boss caught me on /lit/ at work again. He has now upped to monitoring my screen the full 7 hours I am there. He requested virtual access to my machine. Now that he has it, every so often when I am in the middle of work-- or worse, when I have stood up to go to the bathroom or to stretch my legs, I come back to find a new /handsome men/ thread opened on my desktop for the entire office to see. He knows I cannot ‘x’ these out, not with my union status still pending thanks to the virus (if I so much as acknowledge/interact with NSFW content this can be used against me and I can be terminated). Sometimes he visits my workstation at the exact moment I return just to ask me why I’m sweating and if I need the fans on in winter or to comment on how I’m one ‘naturally sweaty dude’. He says a lot of coded language about ‘real red men’ and ‘sissy blue boys’; he claims Cherokee blood so it doesn’t raise any cocerns with our Human Resources colleagues. He only started claiming his ancestry after he found me browsing on the cameras that first day. He’s made it known, in not so many words, that he doesn’t like blue boards and blue boarders. Sometimes he hides behind the formica plant to watch my reaction. My only solace, my phone, still has to connect to the office network. I’m posting from it now. Last week he referred to me as 'a blue meanie' because he thought I was a /mu/ poster; the cameras arent high enough resolution for him to make out the board letters. But now that he knows it is /lit/, he has started to call me Beauregarde. He says he's going to think of something that sounds more 'pet' soon. All I know is that he has power over me.

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For those who have been wondering, yes, my boss continues his campaign of targeted harassment against me for frequenting blue boards. Another day goes by where my job is at risk (my union status remains pending due to an absence of workers at the union office— unintended casualty of coronavirus). I am his “little blue meanie” and his “Lenny” (it took me awhile to realize he reversed the unique letters of the blue board domain— channel.org instead of Chan.org and reversed them). He has power over me.

So I’m back from work. For the anon who asked, yes my boss is more of a red board guy. Unfortunately he would prefer that I frequent the red boards too. He is a deviant but he has power over me. I mostly lurk but a few months back I was finally prepared to post in a critique thread here only to discover that the office ip was already under a month ban for spamming “sauce” on /handsome men/. I didn’t know it was him. Didn’t want to know who it was. But he eventually confronted me. Well, first he casually asked if I used 4chan. I played dumb but then he said he already knew I did because he could see me on the camera during lunch and that he just wanted to see what I would say. Then he said that I better not be on any sissy blue boards in his office. My issue is that, under office guidelines, I am permitted to browse safe for work sites on our network during scheduled breaks but he insists that I visit red boards only. This is a clear violation of office policy and I believe he does this to keep me in a perpetual state of fear. Essentially, once I access a red board at work (he’s already made me do this by sending links and asking me to open them— watching me the whole time under the guise of ‘wanting to see my reaction’) he’ll be able to get rid of me regardlsss of whatever happens with my currently pending union status. And this is the first normal job I’ve had since a string of bad things that happened in my junior year....yeah, I really need this job.

How often do you check the incinerator bins of your local library?