I have been avoiding this blog post because it’s gonna be painful. I’ll start with the halcyon days of #206, LOL. (LOL, I have stopped and started this post so many times)
I started this post Nov 20th, and then left it. It’s been fraught out here in Weymouth. Dammit.
I’ll go back through my files and go by day:
Day #207, I was able to wait out Gov Baker as he made his way to the Spilka/DeLeo leadership meeting. The amount of fuss made by me just standing there, waiting (as I do) was just plain stupid. Honestly, could Baker not just ever talk to a constituent that wasn’t kissing his bum? Good grief.
I brought these two printouts I made to show him … show him what? I don’t know.
At this point his administration hadn’t had Coastal Zone Management approved and I wished against truth to show him he could still change his ways. LOLOLOL. Gov Baker gives not a care about us.
I was able to wait him out, and when he walked out of his back exit, across the hall to DeLeo’s office, I (for the first time in my life) strode to him. Baker shuffled off pretty fast, and I had Zach, his body guy, following me and muttering about how I shouldn’t do this.
I didn’t stride fast enough, of course. But I did get right up to DeLeo’s door and slide my paperwork under the closed door.
I mean, my dog, this is SO ridiculous. WTAF is wrong with Baker?
That’s really all I brought in until day #211, Nov 8th. It been a little over a month since then, but it feels like 6 months.
211 was my last day in the Gov’s office.
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