Musings on a Camera

There are cameras in my lobby, most of them pointed at me. This is no longer an unusual feature of life. What is interesting is that these cameras feed to a web link that can be accessed by the owners of this hotel, and others. They can view it pretty much from where ever they would like. This has lead me to some thoughts....

Have I been caught picking my nose? Scratching my boob where the bra itches? Sleeping at the desk, or dropping, and fishing a crumb of food from my shirt? Have I scratched my butt, and been caught? Has anyone noticed how often I go to the bathroom? Have they seen me singing and dancing to Mtv in boredom? Will I be on youtube? (Am I there already??) How about a Fox special? When Cameras Attack! Am I Big Brother's obnoxious, gross little sister? I wonder if sometimes they just put me on the monitor, when I work late at night, and watch me as I just sit here, typing and watching TV. I wonder do I sooth anyone to sleep at night, like a quiet, oblivious human presence.