I, Michele, hereby swear that I will never, under any circumstances, talk about my job on, over, on top of, near, around, or in front of the internet. This means that no matter how funny and/or unbelievable and intoxicatingly weird said job becomes I will not mention said weirdness here. And in the event of strangeness happening (as we all know it will), I will not cave in and express, nor will I hint at the fact that weirdness is happening. Furthermore, if I am in need of discussing internet unmentionables, said internet unmentionables will only be mentioned within the parameters of my own home or among close friends. No matter how bizarre this job becomes, no matter how intoxicating a story is, no matter how painful it is after meeting someone fabulous and horny and keeping it from the masses, I must abide by this rule.
I vow to never break this rule. I vow never to break this rule.
And thus my non-disclosure agreement is paraphrased.
(This is going to be unbelievably difficult for me. You have no idea.)
:( I sympathize. Stupid NDA.
My supervisor called me into his office a few weeks ago. He had a printout of this entry and a paragraph from one of my about-me pages mentioning where I work. Apparently someone from the company that makes CM Synergy saw that entry, read where I work, and freaked out, sending a copy of what he read to some contact person for our department. So my supervisor talked to me about how people could miscontrue my writing as representing my employer, which in the case of a personal weblog is just crap (and I think my supervisor agrees), but there are plenty of airheads out there. The upshot was that I removed the name of and link to my employer from my personal web page. Such nonsense.
That’s crazy. Touchy situation, eh? Having a personal diary and having someone from work find out about it. while I can absolutely see wanting so much to tell the tales about where I work (believe me, this is the juiciest job I have ever had) I’d hate to get into trouble. I’ll have to wait till I’m done and gone to write the memoirs.
You said very positive things on there, nuts! They were cool about it, I hope. Sounds like they were.
Please follow my carefree bravado!! I am calling out to you my pussycat! Scratch, Mihow all the dirty little secrets!! You live in I can run naked down the street city!! You
Whoever you are, there are thousands of LiveJournal users to harass, why bug me, hmmmm?
oh! it’s ok. I was just being punchy. Don’t be shy. Take my apology. That was uncalled for.
(And, today I got blasted by LiveJournal users stealing images again, along with bandwidth. Again, sorry for the comment.)
Well, at least you seem to not be regretting your decision about accepting the job. Now I can’t wait to hear the details!!! :o)
Indeed. When you wanna hang? I will fill you in. You’ll have to let me know what rating you wish for. :]
Thanks for the apology! I am a loyal follower of you journal for the past 8 months! Im sorry I am going to miss out on the details of you
Well that will depend upon if I am with or without Belly. Without, I am open to all. Mike is back in town tomorrow, so we gotta get together for a girls night out!
yes! And Toby is going to LA soon, so we should have girls night out when he’s away. Woo! Noe Valley, here we come!
Noe is such a happening place….! Have you been to the Bliss Bar yet? Or we could go for coffee instead…
As long as there is booze in the coffee, i’m down.
No Problem, Sorry don’t be shy. You can talk.
Bliss bar it is…they have some yummy drinks.
I have yet to find a really good coffee house here….Kind hard to do that with a toddler in tow.
my rule about blogging about my job is that i won’t write anything ABOUT work that i wouldn’t say AT work. that’s a good little check and balance for me..