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Last week we showed you what we deal with whenever Worcester Public Schools junior smokeshow spokesperson Jen Roy contacts us on Facebook. Up until this point our beef has never been with her personally or professionally. Rather it was her $50,000 per year position that we argued was not necessary, since Dr. Melinda Boone can clearly speak for herself.
Well our relationship with Jen Roy began a couple months back. A teacher friend of our’s posted a warning on Facebook to other teachers to keep their accounts private because Jen Roy was being tasked with policing the Internet for any signs of dissention in the ranks. I’d never heard of her at the time, so I decided to reach out to her by sending her a friend request and “liking” her business page on Facebook.
That’s when the fun began.
She thought we were going to write a story on this topic (her policing teacher’s Facebook accounts), but we couldn’t because there was nothing to write about. We didn’t have any proof that this was real, and couldn’t get a source to confirm that it was anything but inuendo. Nevertheless, she was freaking out, and I realized right away that something was a little…..off, about Jennifer Roy….
Apparently now when you like someone’s business page you are “creeping” on them. So I guess the 10.7K people that have liked our page on Facebook are a bunch of creeps. Anyone who thinks it is possilbe to “creep” or “stalk” on Facebook has poo-poo for brains. It’s a word that people use who are too dumb to figure out privacy settings. If I was a real stalker I’d geniuinely be offended by the liberal use of this word. Stalking is a full time job (or so I’m told). You have to hide in bushes, wear disguises, quit your job, and install cameras in bedrooms. And here I am liking a page on Facebook. Yea, that’s about the same level of commitment.
Ding, ding, ding!!!
At this point I’m conditioned to hear the “You’re the next contestant on the Price is Right” music every time someone threatens a civil lawsuit. This was the first of many times Jen Roy threatened to sue Turtleboy for contacting her. In a conversation that she not only initiated, but chose to engage in repeatedly, rather than signing offline, refraining form initiating conversation, or blocking us. And this is the person who represents the most disfunctional superintendent in Worcester’s history in the public sphere.
Then she threatened to use her position as a local access televion reporter to humiliate Turtleboy:
I’d love to see what she’d say on television about us. For the 15 people at home watching I’m sure she’d regale them with a story about that one time Turtleboy said he was going to write a story about a public servant contacting him at all hours of the night with allegations of “creeping.”
The thing about Jen Roy is, when shes says “let’s end the conversation,” usually the conversation is far from over. And more often than not, it will be her that starts it up again.
No, these are not notes that we confiscated from an image conscious high school sophomore. These are actual words typed on a computer by a person who is paid to improve the image of the Worcester Public Schools to the media. She is literally fretting about what one of the thousands of WPS teachers wrote on Facebook one time.
Anyway, the one time we actually contacted her first was when we were told that she may have written the infamous Lisa Dyer email. Obviously we don’t print stories that cannot be confirmed so we figured we might as well ask her straight up if she did it. After all, even if she denied it, you know she was going to ramble on about something, anything really, which would then give us some more blog material.
Communications specialist huh? Well, thank God we have one of those instead of a spokesperson. I was under the impression that part of a superintendent’s job was the ability to communicate. But it turns out Melinda Boone needs a “specialist” to take care of that aspect of the job for her. To me it seemed like she was just a person who was paid to regurgitate the things that Dr. Boone didn’t want to face the cameras about. She didn’t agree with this assessment:
“She gives me her statements and I forward what she says – I don’t give my own statement.”
Oh. You mean like a mouthpiece. Got it.
Phew. Here I was thinking her position was a gigantic waste of money. But little did I know that Worcester now has a “quadrant newsletter” overflowing with hot WPS takes. Well, technically speaking they WILL have this newsletter in the future. Probably. Right after the WPS phone app comes out. Can’t wait to download that.
Redacted!! Redacted!! I wasn’t supposed to mention the app!!! This might be the last you hear from Turtleboy. Any minute now I expect the CIA to break into our headquarters door and bring the Turtleboy staff to Gitmo for some re-education training.
Anyway, we never wrote about Jen Roy up until the other day because quite frankly it wasn’t newsworthy yet. All we had were the ramblings of a possibly unstable woman trying to defend her useless position. That changed once she started calling our stories “wrong.” We told her we intended on writing about it, and rather than asking us not to, she enthusiastically ENCOURAGED us to do it:
OK. Part of the reason we hadn’t blogged it up until this point was because we felt bad. What she writes to us is embarrassing and we genuinely felt bad exposing it to the world. But apparently she WANTED us to write about it, so we gave her exactly what she TOLD us to do. “Just blog, I can’t wait to read it.” So we did. Within 10 minutes of the blog being up she was freaking out, threatening to sue. And her first move was to instinctively bring up people’s Moms:
Oh snap!!! I’m-a-call JOE MOMMA!!! Someone paid to be a “communications specialist” is threatening to call local media member’s mothers. That’s what we’re dealing with here. Anyway, she’s been reading a lot of Old Balls and Buffalobruises lately, and she thinks she’s got this “Turtleboy” thing all figured out. So we started telling her that the person she was speaking to was a teacher in Leominster, just because it was fun and games at this point.
We published that first blog at like 2 in the morning. But yea, I’m sure Jen Roy was being FLOODED with phone calls from people telling us that our story, which was literally a series of screen shots from our conversation, was somehow “wrong.” That’s when the blame game started. Because apparently it was OUR fault for publishing a story that she encouraged us to write more than once. According to her, this “ruined her career.”
First she tells us to put it up. Then she tells us to take it down. This is definitely stable behavior that we want in a public servant. Definitely.
If you don’t take this blog down by the time I count to five, I’m going to call my lawyer on you Turtleboy!! I’d actually pay money to see that one play itself out in court. “You’re honor, my client may have told Mr. Turtleboy to blog their public conversation at 2 AM on Facebook, but the burden was on Mr. Turtleboy to realize she was totally just kidding.”
The thing about Jen Roy conversations I’ve learned, is that it’s never over when she says it’s over. And when all else fails, she threatens to call Joe Momma:
Ya see that right there? “I feel sexually harassed.” Everything these days is “sexual harassment.” Newsflash – taking screen shots of something you said on a social media site has never been and never will be sexual harrassment. I don’t think you know what that term means. Remember that next time someone says that anyone associated with Turtleboy Sports “sexually harasses women.” This is the kind of “sexual harassment” they are referring to.
I don’t know if Jen Roy is a superhuman creature who doesn’t need to sleep, but apparently she didn’t go to bed that night. Despite the fact that we were PTFO (passed the fuck out), she kept rambling on into the early morning, before she called Leominster High School and realized that there is no Mr. Turtleboy on the faculty:
I would’ve loved to hear that conversation.
Anyway, this whole thing is sad and disturbing. I’m sure Jen Roy is a wonderful person with a heart of gold. But it doens’t mean that, a) her job is necessary, or b) she should be in the field of public relations.
What we have here is a national epidemic that the media is too chicken shit to confront – attractive women get jobs they’re not qualified for simply because they’re attractive. That’s the only thing that makes sense here, since Jen Roy has basically shown us that PR is the LAST thing she should be doing.
This whole conversation was eerily similar to the Britt McHenry story last month. If you recall, the ESPN sideline reporter told the people who towed her car that she was “on TV,” in an attempt to intimidate the lowly employee. Jen Roy did the same thing with us when she said that she would “go on TV with it too.”
The problem is that when you’re a junior smokeshow, people kiss your ass, so you get used to it. Then when they come across a grizzled tow truck employee, or a Turtleboy writer, who doesn’t kiss the ring, they don’t know how to handle it and this happens.
This is nothing more than the latest chapter in the circus that is the Melinda Boone administration. It’s dangersous. It’s dysfunctional. It’s insane. And it needs to end in November.
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