The walls have eyes
It’s 7:30 and I wake up alone in my bed, probably my first and last moment of privacy I’ll get throughout the whole day, I wonder. After getting up and getting ready for college and eating my breakfast I get a knock on the door, it’s the local council with a survey enquiring who and how many people live in the house, the ages of those people and how many of them are working, I guess this was just another way for them to find out who I am and what exactly it is I do.
At 8:00 I leave the house and board a bus to my college, as I get on the bus I notice a video camera watching me, then also as I get up stairs on the bus I realise that there are a further three camera’s watching every movement of every single person from numerous angles either they want us to feel safe, or they want to keep tabs on were we are at that point in time. I stayed on that bus for approximately forty-five minutes and throughout that time I was digitally recorded by close circuit television (c.c.t.v.) and now not only do they know what I and wearing today, they also know that I didn’t get enough sleep last night because I fell asleep three times on that bus journey and missed my stop.
