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Jameson Bardolph

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Personal log -- Ensign Jameson Bardolph, Security, USS Republic.

 

Begin recording.

 

::BEEP::

 

You know, usually it's pretty clear when you've made a mistake. Things get tense, someone starts giving you nasty looks, you start wanting to be somewhere other than where you are.

 

Yeah...it's usually pretty clear. But sometimes, people'll still manage to make it a bit difficult to figure out.

 

I really haven't a clue what's going on with Commander Robinson.

 

Well, alright, that's a lie -- I have a clue. He was mad clear through a day or so ago, that much is obvious enough. Magnet'll just kill herself laughing when I tell her -- it turns out the pretty lady riding herd on Engineering is not only an L-T-Commander and department head, but none other than my chief's wife. And it seems that she felt I was getting too big for my britches because the next time I went into the Security office, he was there, and she was there, and if that man's eyes coulda shot phaser beams, I wouldn't be telling this story right now. But I kept it cool and so, eventually, did he and I went out on shift.

 

And then today he saw me and didn't say a word except, 'Good day, Bardolph,' and just walked on like nothing happened.

 

Call me strange but I find that a little unnerving. I have a feeling the other shoe's gonna drop at some point. I don't get the impression he's a type to suffer in silence.

 

This is gonna be quite a long ride if my chief hates me from the first week...I think that might be a record even for me, not that I go out of my way for it. Honestly though -- who's the one at fault here? It's not like I did anything -- a friendly word or two to break up the monotony, a compliment; it's hardly a proposition. Might not have even gone on. I sure wasn't making long-term plans.

 

And did she act uncomfortable? No. Did she ask me to leave? No. Did she happen to mention, "By the way, I'm married and this (mostly) innocuous conversation would be enough to make my husband spit daggers?"

 

No.

 

But she did go and tell the dagger-spitter, and here we all are.

 

So really...this isn't my fault.

 

::short, thoughtful pause::

 

Well...mostly.

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Heh.....dagger spitter.....

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