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104

Telephonist Of

The Town

particularly close, but I knew if I was her I’d be desperate to know

anything that went on behind my back.

The time was 6:00pm. That was when we turned off the telephone

exchange and went home. From the moment I’d heard that

conversation, I felt bad knowing something she didn’t, and so

powerful; like Big Brother. My nosiness once again overruled, and I

confronted her, too foolish to realise what I was about to enter myself

into. ‘Jane,’ I called, running after her as she stepped outside the post

office in her pink heels. ‘Your man called today, line 34. I thought I

would do you a favour and listen to who he was talking to – I’d never

heard of the line 23 before.’

‘What makes you think it is alright to intrude on someone’s

private conversations like that? It’s against our confidentiality policy.’

I could tell Jane got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning,

but I continued in the hope she would appreciate what I was just

about to tell her.

‘Yes, I know it was wrong of me, but you have to understand that

I heard something that you might want to know.’ I continued, ‘He’s

seeingMaggie, she’s new to town, but they have history… he’s keeping

things from you.’ Her reaction just worsened… probably frustrated

and confused about the reality of the situation, and knowing I heard

something that was personal to her. She marched off in a fury.

I woke up to Friday. I only needed to get through this day and

I would be able to enjoy my weekend. As I entered the post office, I

was immediately confronted by the post master, angry as ever. I

knew straight away, without the need for words or an explanation,

that he had found out I had breached the confidentiality rules.

As it can be imagined, that Friday was a quick one in the office,

full of signing papers and lectures by the post master. I could only

think of one thing when leaving the building for the last time; not to

let nosiness and curiosity get in front of wisdom that following

policy is customary no matter what the circumstance.

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