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The time has come.
My Master_Attack_Plan stands ready to be expedited.
The foundations laid. Today, I strike.
Tomorrow, they will fall.

7 hours ago.

[Cube.35] i was wondering if we could speak when you come to work next...
[Cube.04] like wat
[Cube.04] tell me
[Cube.35] don't wanna go into details over a monitored network....
[Cube.04] its not monitored
[Cube.04] as it is we r too taxed to look at htese logs
[Cube.04] too much issues to handle
[Cube.35] tomm...won't take long...
[Cube.35] would that be okay ?
[Cube.04] he he
[Cube.04] I hope its not a prank
[Cube.35] no sanjogita...no pranks...
[Cube.04] okkie.I dont trust ne one
[Cube.04] but will trust u this time
[Cube.35] i appreciate that...and thank you...

Oh. My. God!

Unsolicited and mass transmitted Valentine greetings! This is the bloody f*cking height of SPAM by Undisclosed Recipient. Why would someone think that mass-mailing EVERY SINGLE PERSON in the office is a good idea ? And it isn't even Valentine's yet!!!

In recent days, I've noticed a subtle organizing of the females amongst themselves. The internal whispering ratio is on an increase and the one word that is often overheard would be the name of their leader.

Undisclosed Recipient. My enemy.

Someone so smart that she can't differentiate between a debit card number and a bank account number.

Victory, has never been this easy...

The latest self defense mechanism developed by the WLF is to call all office males their 'Brothers'. Having no regard for our country's traditions and the importance given to the sacred bond between a brother and his sister, the women have cheapened yet another thing we hold dear.

Undisclosed Recipient has started a campaign of abuse and hate against me. Everytime I enter the support cabin to visit my good friend, the Supreme Sysad, I'm assaulted with words like 'Booger', 'Bugger' and 'Idiot'. But thats not all, it seems she's aping my formal style of disguising herself at work. Words like, "If you please" and "Kindly send such & such" are being thrown around while decent salwar kurtas are being used to hide subversive intentions.

I pray I have the strength to fight this evil that has overtaken our workspace.

I only hope I can stop the rot before it crosses over TheWall.

ps: Several of you don't recognize the names I've used here. Within a few days, I hope to have character profiles and pictures of each employee in place.

ppss: My daily-dialogue-a-day for the Inet-direct Women’s Liberation Front -
"Challenge given. Challenge Accepted. Dead Rabbits Forever!"

Jimmy has been 'co-erced' into seeing the error of his ways and shall now serve as a conduit into their discussions on the mailing list. The Supreme Sysad has subscribed himself and me to the list aswell...just incase Jimmy tries a triple-cross.

As for now, I realize inaction can be a weapon too. For now, I shall wait and watch. I shall not send any emails to their list and reveal my knowledge of their plans.

Sometimes I feel the best way would be to use a baseball bat to swing some sense into their heads.

One good little Whack...just one...a soft crunchy sound and then, Peace.

'womenfront@alt.internal.inet-direct.com' is now a reality.

Undisclosed Recipient (my sworn nemesis), subverted one of my most trusted comrade, Jimmy Pathak, into granting her List-Creation rights.

This betrayal from within was an attack for which I can respect my foe. The last few months of cold Ignoration had made me complacent. But now, I fear I may be too late.

Already, one of the Pirates is leaving, no longer able to bear the humiliation and physical abuse inflicted upon his poor self by Ms. Kamble, a WLF member.
I've stepped up my Timetable of Doom and inducted a new member into the Inet-Direct Smoker's Union. Plans for a 'Inet-Direct MovieGoer's Association' are being floated. The 'Inet-Direct Coffee-Drinker's Co-Operative' has already been launched.

My plan of battle is simple - They make one organization. I make ten.

The only reason men have staved off the inevitable evolutionary submission to women is because of our numbers. And luck. I shall need both in my fight.

Biz-Dev

God help me, there's even a word for them!