Does this job make my butt look big?
Published by Becky S August 15th, 2005 in newsy
Since starting the new super-secret job, I’ve refrained from using “colorful language” on Good Grief! Apparently, some of my new, super-secret coworkers know all about this super-secret site, and unlike my soulless office park compatriots, who weren’t hip to the whole blog thing, they actually read it.
Not only that, they’re waiting for me to start writing about the team’s managers. Admittedly, it’s tempting to revive boss blogging, since old boss-across-the-hall was so popular. My group has two managers, so there’s potential for some comedic duo action, or maybe I could play them off against one another in some good boss/bad boss scenarios.
But people, there is a small problem called the probationary period. You know, that period of time when you can get canned suddenly and without warning? For being incompetent or stealing office supplies or maybe even for writing workplace stories on the interweb?
Actually, you can probably be fired for that stuff after probation too.
To conclude: no bosses, and a temporary hiatus on the cussing. However, I have to get sh*t out of my system somehow, so hopefully you won’t mind if I visit your friggin’ weblog and type some expletives in the comments.
Disclaimer: The opinions expressed on this secret blog are solely those of Becky S and do not reflect the opinions of her super-secret employer. Not that anyone should ever disagree with her opinions, but one has to allow for all possibilities.
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- 1 Trackback on Aug 24th, 2005 at 1:16 AM
- 2 Trackback on Aug 24th, 2005 at 1:22 AM
hopefully you won’t mind if I visit your friggin’ weblog and type some expletives in the comments
F*ck no, come on over!
I would offer my blog comments to curse in, but I am one of your super-secret co-workers, so that might run counter to your goals.
Hell yeah, Terry, that would ruin the whole thing.
Feel free to curse it up on Blankbaby, though I do try to generally keep it frickin’ clean.
I do it for the bastard kids, I do.
My comments screen is also open to your profanity. And rather than working for your super-secret employer, I may just work for one of your super-secret employer’s super-secret competitors….. Adds a little extra trangressive fun to the drive-by cussing, perhaps?
Also: are you buying a ticket for Max Raabe’s Kimmel Center show?
I wanna see Max Raabe at the Kimmel Center!
I do, I do!
Sherri W, you work at Wawa?
Nope, the new Lukoil station—we got coffee and snacks too, y’know….
I read your blog before you left the SOP only to find myself lumped in with the rest as “unhip” at best, and a non-compatriot at worst. Perhaps you can hear my cry of agonized despair way over across the river.
Regarding the cussing, perhaps you can put in a disclaimer, reminiscent of the PornoWeb disclaimers– “this site is intended for people over the age of 18 who are not offended by my potty, potty, potty mouth.”
Hope you had a fun vacation and that all goes well at the super secret new job.
Believe it or not, IT Security Dude, I thought of you when I wrote this post. It’s true–you are the only blog-savvy person in the soulless office park.
Thanks for checking in!
Holy sh*t, that didn’t take you long.