My rights, my privacy, my BALLS.
So now everyone at work is demanding that I un-privatize my blog. Would anyone care to explain to me how the fuck this is any of their business? I've been told "Since I can't see it, I'm going to assume you're badmouthing the company". Assume all you want. I am not and it wouldn't be your business even if I was because I have never once mentioned where I work, nor the full names of anyone at the company. The argument is "Well if you have nothing to hide, why not just make your blog public?" Well because it's none of your fucking business and I don't have to! This is America, so eat me. I have not slandered the company in any way and they have no grounds on which to read my private thoughts.
It has gone as far as one of my coworkers befriending my
Myspace friends to try and, I don't know, infiltrate my private life
somehow? I've been harassed at home on my days off about Myspace. Yes
you read correctly, MYSPACE. I could also perhaps add the fact that I
told my coworkers I don't even use myspace, but one of them actually
did a name search on me and added me, which I reluctantly agreed to to
try and keep the drama out of the workplace.
This job is an absolute
nightmare. And I am dead serious when I say that if my private life
gets brought up ONE more time at work, I will report the company for
harassment. I know I won't receive any compensation because workers
have no rights in Arizona. And I don't care. But the idea of another
employee being subjected to this insanity churns my stomach.
So
since I have nothing to hide, why don't I just let them read the damned
blog? Because I will not be intimidated into giving up my rights.
Because this is America and they can blow me!
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Offer to do it if they'll let you tap their home telephone lines in return.
@centro: LOL! I should ask them if they'd like to break into my bedroom and read my diary too.
The funniest part is that I've already QUIT. Wtf do they plan on doing to me if I don't show them?
Maybe they don't know why you've quit and think your blog has some sort of magical explanation. Or they think there's longwinded tirades about themselves. The best thing about paranoid people is how important they think they are. Seriously? You think I'm going to write about YOU?
Delete everything except the picture of Devin & Tweak.
They'll be sorry they ever bothered you.
You go girl. I've known three people now to be bothered in some way by their work finding their online persona, be it blog or myspace or whatever. One was fired, another was "randomly" drug tested because someone had found a posting they did online pro marijuana (luckily they didn't use it), and another was threatened with being fired.
I find it extremely ammusing that companies think they now have a right to invade your private life even more than just a standard piss test now. Especially since the vast majority of them don't give two shits about you - a pay increase that is LESS than the rate of inflation, no help with commuting and gas just keeps going up.. it's just insane.
Also, why I'm trying not to go back into corporate america. :)
My company wants to know our blog addresses so they can put our blogs in their aggregator feed. It's optional though.
@Ice Owl: Fuck that. I don't really care for Myspace but I use it to keep track of bands I like and to promote my blog to more readers. If I was ever going to quit Myspace, it sure as hell wouldn't be because someone bullied me into it.
@KMFCM: I would gladly accept any job right now. Arizona is headed for a depression though and no one is hiring. I got turned down for a $9 an hour bank teller job because 6 years of office management experience wasn't enough for them for a fucking entry level position. Employers have their pick right now of the most overqualified people to hire to the most underpaid jobs.
Did I mention how the fat one stole my Hot Pocket?
Tonight I came in after being off for 4 days and there is a Costco-sized CARTON| of Hot Pockets in the freezer. Of all the passive-aggressive, childish bullshit things to do! I seriously laughed my ass off. It's unreal enough here to be a sketch comedy. This is going to make an awesome addition when I publish my autobiography someday.
Seriously, I'm totally going to take the entire carton home, along with a lovely little post-it saying "Thanks for the Hot Pockets!
I think the best part though is how they're pepperoni, and everyone here knows I'm a vegetarian.
I can just picture R at home, rubbing her hands together and jacking off at how very pleased with herself she is.
I also saw a note on the desk saying that we're being reported to the BBB for the third time in 2 months. Rule.
@Pagne - the whole country is headed for a depression. fuck, it's here already, nobody will admit it.

Wow. When my co-workers tried to add me, I laughed in their faces.