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Here's some @toly and @mert fanfiction about why privacy is important:
The piercing hum of the overhead fluorescent lights filled the room—a dull, electrical whine that mixed and mingled with the soft clicks of keyboards and the faint hiss from the HVAC. Toly sat in his grey cubicle, a rectangle of carpeted silence under a ceiling that never dimmed. Today was another Tuesday, nothing out of the ordinary. Dashboards and charts glowed on his screen, with a corporate wellness poster peering down at him through the partition.
He was halfway through his second cup of coffee—a dark roast blend from Mertbucks, a local coffee shop across the street—when a message appeared on his screen.
HR Meeting — 10:30 AM. Mandatory.
He assumed it was about the recent changes to their employee benefits, outlined in an email sent last night. However, this all changed once he stepped into a small glass conference room where two people sat, one from HR and one from compliance. Both wore polite expressions that failed to reach their eyes.
“Toly,” the HR rep began, “this is a usual check-in. No need to be alarmed, but we came across a certain USDC transaction that doesn’t meet company standards.”
“I beg your pardon?” Toly replied with a growing look of confusion.
“Your wallet has frequently interacted with a merchant that’s now under review for…certain organizational affiliations. Mertbucks, I believe?”
“The coffee shop down the road?”
“Yes, yes. Nothing to be concerned about.”
“What? I really don’t understand what the—is this because they unionized a few weeks ago?”
“Don’t worry, Toly. We’re required to flag this as a precaution under the Department of Corporate Integrity. We are required to review any transactions associated with flagged addresses.”
He was assured it was just a formality, a mere precaution by a bureaucratic cog, mandated by a technicality in company policy. Of course, this wasn’t the case. By the time Toly had returned to his desk, his employee access badge had been temporarily suspended “pending verification.” The system, they said, needed to confirm he posed no risk.
He stared at his terminal, feeling a cold uneasiness creep in. No accusation. No human judgment. Just a pattern match somewhere deep within the compliance model. A single line of code amongst millions that decided who was trustworthy today.
All because of a cup of coffee.
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