This is a precisely planned experiment of sorts.
Around 4 p.m. this past Saturday (08/17/24), I intentionally left the door to my personal office space completely open (it's generally locked) as I saw to my typical personal time (weekend) of scanning major news networks and otherwise collaborating in real-time with associates all over the planet (literally).
I actually set a timer (though not shown).
Within 45 seconds, DAD casually walks into my space and begins inquiring about some strange phone cable.
That alone is odd, but it's more so to note that he walks in like it's expected that he should be able to do so.
Even more curious is to note how he moves ever closer to me at my desk, attempting to gain the closest physical contact possible (sniff checking, etc.), thinking I'm snorting Adderall or drinking whisky, lol (I was not) (humor) (metaphor) (etc.).
EVEN more and more curious? I've counseled DAD on how best to charge his phone in the typical DAD office location FOR OVER A YEAR. This begs the glaring question as to why he so obviously made up some random reason to walk straight into my space, interrupt me in whatever I was doing, and ask about hot how to charge his phone.
Every bell and whistle went off immediately (in my mind lol). Creepy as fuck.
After the weird exchange, I immediately moved to slide-lock my door.
The experiment was completed, and the expected result was obtained. I now practice completely locking my personal space whenever I have reasonable expectations of peace and privacy in my tenant/personal space.
Tough love, lol... expected results.
The point here is DAD's complete unwillingness to first kindly request permission for dialogue, which I am careful to do whenever I need to enter his private (or expected) space. "Hi. Do you have a moment?" etc.
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This post supplements the facts made public on my main website, http://www.jbhfile.com/; it probably will not make much sense to you if you have not already become aware of the legal and personal efforts discussed there. Please see http://www.jbhfile.com/ for a necessary introduction to why this blog exists. Or, if you just like reading weird stuff, then don't. And, enjoy.
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