Writing Thoughts

The natives are getting restless:
JR :: SarahApr 18, 2012 02:23 AM CAN YOU FUCKING BLOG MORE OFTEN?!?!

Far be it for me to piss off my one and only reader so here goes- ask and ye shall receive!!!

(Gotcha all excited didn’t I? Well don’t be because the topic of this post is why I haven’t blogged much and ethics. I’m fun, ya?)

See as of late I’ve gotten a little gun shy about writing here. It all happened when I decided to do like the cool kids do and become social media savvy.

This is a horrible idea.

I’ve never been a cool kid (high school band camp and math club three years running, thankyouverymuch) or savvy at anything let alone social media.

But I forgot this and forged ahead, linking my blog and twitter account. While congratulating myself on how genius and legit I now looked I walked past the desk of an upper level staff member and saw him cruising twitter.

Light bulbs flashed, an impressive mental head slap was landed and it dawned on me that simply googling my name would take you to my twitter which would take you to my blog which spends a fair amount of time discussing work. Ergo, bad idea; and yes, I too am amazed at how long it took for me to connect the dots- I blame my attempt at removing coffee from my life.

So the link went down, but the idea of getting caught out writing about work stuck. It wormed its way into my mind, hooked up with my recollection of the company policy on blog writing, and created a baby of writer’s block and doubt.

As I do with most things in my life, when I started this blog I told my mom. She tsk’d and warned me about things like overexposure to personal information and talking about work in an inappropriate manner. I, as I do with most things in my life, rolled my eyes and assumed I knew better. “Times were different! Everyone my generation overshares online! It’s how we connect.” Besides I was smart enough to not become that person who writes something that upsets their boss or publishes private company information.

But realizing the other day how easy it would be for someone at work to innocently stumble across my writing I began to think more about what I should and do write here. My intent isn’t to discuss this company in the specific, but rather working in general as an early twenty-something at an entry level job. I hope for my blog to be a place where I share the ridiculous day to day (or umm as my posting schedule as of late has been, month to month) of working. That and a place to post cute clothing I want- can’t forget about that.

I don’t want to stop writing about work as it takes up most of my week, is something I think often about, and let’s face it, there’s no more space for a lifestyle blogger as the market is cornered. So I’ll keep writing, but I’m hoping for a change as to the content and blogging schedule.

Now corgi puppies to lighten everything up:

A Paris Hilton kind of a day

Out of these three quotes heard around the office today, two were not said by me. See if you can guess which was:

(In reference to a summer home): “I got Paris Hilton [living] two doors away!”

(Unironically giving business strategy tips): “If you’re not playing offense, you’re losing!”

(In response to spilling $2 Trader Joes soup all over the counter next to a fancy schmancy catered lunch for the People of Power, a.k.a board members): “Well shit”

Guess away people! Guess away!!

(Also, after not hearing about Paris in years today I learned she’s living in Palm Springs AND my computer took me to a “watch celebrity sex tapes for free!!” site where hers started playing automatically and refused to close no matter what I did. What can it all mean?? Besides that my computer is an asshole whose trying to get me fired??)


(picture from here)

Awkward Turtle

You know what I hate? When you get busted at work for doing something you can’t explain. Like say, when you need to practice signing a friends name over and over again. (You know, just say).

Of course as soon as you start your boss will decide it is the perfect time to stand by your elbow and give you directions. Then he’ll look down and catch you obsessively filling a notebook with another person’s name. At this point he’ll probably think you’re a lovelorn fourteen year old practicing how her latest crushes name will blend with hers, which is strange enough, since you know, you’re not fourteen anymore. But then things will get real weird when he realizes that the friend in question is a girl and you’re practicing signing her FULL name. So scratch thinking you’re a lovelorn teenager, he then just thinks you’ve either stolen someone’s identity or have split personalities. Either way it’s just awkward for all involved.

pictures from here. It has nothing to do with awkwardness or turtles, it's just crazy trippy.