Spy Girl

Cari Goes Undercover!

March 29, 2006

 

Sorry I haven’t written, but I’ve been undercover working for the enemy!  I’ve slept with an enemy too!  Not really!  I’ve just been doing Data Entry Temp work for a company who tries to help people lower their mortgage interest rates. My job requires that I go to the recorder’s office in the courthouse.  There are a few bookshelves in the room and computers on the back wall.  I have to gather borrower names from the list of lenders given to me.  I have to use the intranet and put my data on an Excel Spread sheet.  Jason teased me, saying that I was a sell-out working for a spammer.  As for sleeping with the enemy….well I felt as if Jason was the enemy last week, but then we had make-up sex….

 

I told everyone that I was working as a spy or pretending to be a spy because that was more exciting that plain old Data Entry.  In my imagination the info is top secret Intel and I can’t be caught.  I have to pretend I am one of the employees and play a roll to get the job done.  It is like when I was a kid and I pretended to be a princess in disguise when working in the kitchen. 

 

April 6, 2006

 

I am exhausted.  After completing my mission for Kelly’s, they gave me another enemy to infiltrate: AOL Time Warner.  My cover could be long term.  I work at the cable office here in town.  This week I have trained to be a dispatch.  I answer calls from Tech’s about their jobs and do Data Entry.  The system is complex and I fear that all of the numbers will get jumbled in my head�"especially in hectic moments. 

 

April 11, 2006

 

My cover is about to be blown!  Soon Time Warner will discover that I am an impostor!  I am not really a Data Entry Temp. I am a spy.  Okay, so just a poor person who has dyscalcula.  Still, I feel as if I am a person posing as a Data Entry Clerk.  Conceptually my job is not difficult, but it requires me to memorize sequences, which is extremely difficult for me.  I am capable of doing it, but I lack the speed and accuracy they desire.  They haven’t said much, but I feel the pressure to be better than I am.  Although I am starting to get the hang of it, but I still feel their impatience with me.  A part of me wishes to say stop wasting your time and start training someone else, but I keep my mouth shut.  It is an income after all.  And perhaps I will surprise myself.  Maybe they won’t let me go.  So, I am going to give it my best shot even though I live in fear of failing….

 

April 16, 2006

 

Money laundering was my next assignment after my cover was blown.  Tuesday they kept an extra close eye one me.  When I got home I got a message not to show up for work on Wednesday.  It was a relief in a way, yet I was left to wonder what exactly I got out of this whole experience other than a tiny bit of cash.  Mostly it was motivation to stay out of office work and keep reaching toward my destiny.  Sitting in a basement and typing numbers into a computer is not what I am supposed to do.  I need to finish my proposal package and send it off to publishers….

 

Friday when I did laundry I discovered $36 in the washer.  It must have fallen out of Jason’s pocket.  I smiled thinking to myself of how I’d laundered money.  Too bad I have no idea how to actually do illegal laundering.