We all know that it’s stupid to blog about work. We all know that a lot of people ignore that advice and continue to blog about work. We all know that some people have lost their jobs through blogging about work. We also know that some of those people who have lost their jobs through blogging about work have since made a career out of blogging.
I”m not stupid enough to think that I’d be that lucky and that is not why I want to blog about it. But my head is throbbing with work related stories and I’m being silenced.
It’s not fair. At all.
I have so much to say and Freedom of Speech is supposed to exist, but it doesn’t.
If I met you all in the pub and told you all about my work, that would be fine. Yet if I write it here, right now, I could get sacked.
What’s the bloody difference?
It makes me livid.
Signing off, with nothing to say (well…with LOTS I could say but I can’t),
Miss (very completely) UNDERSTOOD
Ok, lets get drunk and swap stories….(or something)
Does livid mean bright pink?
Hmmmmm…a livid redhead
You can tell me about anything you want, to hell with the rules!
Well…wait a minute…..You might want to consider not talking about the cat poop thing…..
The ‘or something’ sounds like fun.
Livid means I get my claws out.
And my hair stands on end.
Perhaps I could whisper it?
I’m happy to omit the cat poop thing. x
Hope everything is ok though Laney even though you can’t tell us..xx
I’m fine Rach, if a little frustrated! Thank you. x
Tell the story like “this happened to a friend of mine.” Haha.
Sorry for the work troubles.
I wish I could get away with it!
There are ways around this. You might need to think laterally.
Woof x
Oh Grump…don’t be cryptic. I’m not that clever! Lol.
Yeah, I hate it when people say there is freedom of speech but there really isn’t at work. As ya know, I tend to have a potty mouth. In fact, I actually got written up for potty mouth once. When I received my write up papers, I simply looked the man in the eye and asked him which f*cking dotted line I needed to sign on. (after complaining about freedom of speech of course)
I love your mouth, Shelly
I know I shouldn’t laugh at your misfortune but your comment to him did make me giggle!
Two words, patient confidetiality.
I’m with you Elaine, frustration in the extreme. There is blogging gold at work every day.
God, the stories you could tell! I’ve often wandered if I’ve ever been the topic of conversation around the doctor’s table, lol.
Maybe you could write in code. You know, ‘the flying fox sings at midnight’ or something. Or if you were on wordpress I’d suggest a protected post with only select people (me) able to view it.
Alas, we will have to make do with our imaginations.
That’s a thought, Jo. I could password it. Hmmmmm…….
I blog about work all the time but then I don’t think my company knows. I kind of leave it a little ambiguous but on occasion I go full tilt.
It’s not like I have government secrets to spread to all. I sell tools.
I suppose tools are unlkely to get offended
I think writing in code is the answer. Er – which code?
dot dot dash dash dash dot?
Damn shame. I’m lucky enough to have a boss who not only doesn’t mind me blogging, but even asked me to write another blog specifically ABOUT work
You’re a lucky man, Suldog!
lets go out for drinks…you can tell me all about it!
xo
YES!
Oh I SO wish we could. x
There is an answer! Email us all with your gripes about work – they can’t stop you doing that. We could all sit reading your email with a drink in our hand pretending we’re in the pub! LOL
I think you’d need more than one drink, Ak!
I’m considering a passworded post….
Speaking of work. Where in the hell is your son? Hiding under a rock or something? Please forgive me for stalking him to your website. Lol. It seems his has shut down.
I’ve sent you an email. xxx