"SECURE" Part 9 - Wrapping up

With just about every security job I worked over the time I’d been in, especially back at Walmart pushing carts, I’d remind myself how it was a means to an end; till getting a full time job I really wanted. In a way that was true, but still there was another thing that occurred to me once in a while: EVERYTHING is a means to an end. I’d read the book of Revelation. Pretty much the whole world, I tell myself, is a means to an end. Sure, I hope that I won’t be on earth to see John’s visions come true. But still, most stuff in life is temporary and I had to make sure I remembered that. Soon as my decades in this world are up, I’ve told myself, I’ll have eternity in Heaven that I’m pretty sure is gonna make my human life seem like the blink of an eye.

Here’s a funny memory; it was Friday, my first week at Morphotek almost over. This day I was by the cafeteria and kitchen again watching the two doors from the corner. Now these guy’s uniform shirts were blue but (I guess since my jobs were so temporary) I only had my white one. Now when I walked in early enough as usual, with two guards plus our guy in charge of the place, this guy J. Berry pointed that out and the jokes started flying; “Wait he’s wearing white! So he’s our commander in chief...” (he said the white used to be for officers in charge as opposed to the blue). It was hilarious. At least that shift was more relaxing for me. The solitude plus the cameras being fixed on the doors (that’s what I’d gathered from yesterday behind the monitors) gave me a bit more freedom and I could pace the floor talking to myself if I felt like it. I also got to finish my HOBBIT graphic novel, which I was still sure was understandable since I was in one spot all day.

In the workplace it was always awesome to have free coffee in a kitchen right next to me. I didn’t work for or supply the place and didn’t care about what k-cups cost. Sure, I did try to cut back a bit on the coffee, but I took comfort in knowing I had zero responsibility for them (as opposed to the ones my mom uses at home with our Keurig; hence my staying with instant coffee at home) I liked being at the desk in that hallway a lot more than being in front of the monitors. I had more space and didn’t need to talk to anyone but me (and God). I did enjoy talking to myself, which included whispering pieces of movies and shows that just popped into my head.

On the upside, I did figure out how to play back camera footage when I was alone with this one employee. He was looking for someone who hit his car but unfortunately neither of us had time to finish that investigation. But hey, I figured out how the system worked.


It’s a curious thing, being impartial. Anyone else would probably call it a lonely thing but for me it's a relief. Ultimately the rules are the rules. Ask me to sign somebody into a place the right way, or to keep my eyes peeled for anything suspicious, I’m your man. Tell someone off for breaking the rules? You got it. I saw more good in it than bad, since I taking sides has become less and less appealing as I get older. Up to and including God’s commandments, I just want to stick with what is and what isn’t. God and country. That’s it. “I don’t make the rules. I just keep ‘em.”

Unfortunately my last day working security detail was a bunch of other people’s last day too. Disgruntled employees who were pissed off about it was what Jeff wanted me on guard for. Also watching for “piggybacking” where someone would swipe in and just let the next person in with them. Even with the sunshine I had a feeling it would be kind of a gloomy workplace. But thankfully it just felt like any other work day. My relieving officer came in around four, and I went home. And just like that, my days guarding Morphotek were over.