"If I ever come in with a gym bag ... just leave the building," was all they told me. I believed ... and it saved my life. 'Going postal' has been a joke around here for a long time. When the manager started telling the entire gossip circle what was said when he called in sick -- it was all over but the body count.
The government employee begged not to have his name used because having escaped the first onslaught, he saw no reason to 'paint a target on his back'. To quote a very lucid thought of his, 'crazy people have crazy friends ... and relatives'.
What made the button down scholar tie the rag around his head and put his arsenal in the gym bag? It might be called the straw that broke the camel's back or it might be called the government's new retirement plan ... let them work until they die or drive them crazy so they don't qualify for a full pension.
It had to have been the new policy of giving at least four jobs to each employee for the one salary that used to be a 'real good reason' to tap phones and monitor mail. Overwork has caused much before but now its responsible for the 'employee of the month' coming in to the office bearing arms and turning his desk on end to use as a barricade while he picked off twelve of the worst of the gossipers before somebody got up the nerve to give up their before lunch nap and stop having nightmares at their desk to stop him from killing more.