The Gossiping Man
I see you, former co-worker who I gave this blog to and now reads it at work. You are the gossiping man.
You can’t be that dumb, can you man?
Reading this blog at work, where I’ve prominently discussed how much I hated Corporate America and making the escape from the exact company you work at? What makes this worse is that this comes after I’d trusted you with the blog itself and yet you brought up at my goodbye lunch that I was a good writer.
I appreciate the compliment and sentiment, but there is a fine line.
Now I can literally see you browsing this website while behind the company filter.
How do I know?
Well, my old company that I recently left used a filter. Every morning, when you browsed to the external internet (i.e. outside of the company network), you’d have to accept the terms before browsing outbound.
The last two days, since I quit, I’ve seen referrals from that exact filter.
In nearly three years of blogging I’ve never had a referral like it. Never.
Seeing as they started the day after I left the job, it seems too unlikely that another company using the exact same filter now has an avid reader of my site. There are too many variables and the timing too ironic for me to call this a coincidence.
Which brings me to my point – the gossiping man. With today’s harsh environment, full of Human Resources (also known as Liberal Arts Tards) rules and regulations, it’s a horrible idea for this co-worker of mine to be browsing this website. Now, I don’t think it’s unacceptable to browse it for most people at work – sure, there are crass articles here and there – but I generally keep thinks relatively PG-13 rated, and don’t throw naked tits and ass all over the place (as much as I wish I could). Most of you should be fine to read at work.
But not my former co-worker, where my face is prominently featured on the blog, where I’ve discussed in detail my plan to escape, and how much I hated that place.
I don’t care what they think of me or what they could do. In reality, they can’t do anything – I’m now free to cause trouble however I see it.
I don’t want to see you “free” because you got fired, man.
I’ll probably never say this again: but stop reading this blog (at least at work). It’s for your own good.