I received several comments about my last blog to the effect of, "If I can see this, so can your boss."
To that I say, "So?"
I haven't divulged where I work, even though some people know. It doesn't say on my Facebook where I'm an employee. I didn't give names. I didn't even list branch locations.
Besides, what's the difference between posting on my blog and having a conversation with a co-worker within earshot of the manager about how pissed off all of this makes me? I wouldn't hesitate to do that--and maybe that's brash. I don't care. I just don't. I don't ever want to work someplace where I can't speak my mind about what is going on around me.
Between my boyfriend reading my journal and my friends and coworkers worrying about what I post on my blog, it's like I have no where to vent anymore. And, you know what? Fuck it. I'm saying what needs to be said, and I'm doing it in a way that isn't going to put anyone in the spotlight directly.
If Facebook or my blog is going to get me fired or keep me from getting a job, then apparently I wasn't the right fit for that job anyway. I wouldn't want a job like that.
So, here I am. Speaking my mind. And if you don't like it, don't read it.
I feel like this post needs to end with this awful and cliche line: I'm not here to make friends!
Ha! Now I feel like reality TV.
Or your death will be a happy day.
7 hours ago