This week I had a training workshop at my job (you know, the real one in the real world that I go to every day because I am actually a real person off the internet). It was a blast learning new things, hanging out with my coworkers, and getting little treats (like food and team building activities) on the company’s dime. One such bonus was dinner at a local Greek restaurant. Everyone sat gathered around one long table chattering about this project or that report, this person’s kids and that person’s next vacation. I really enjoy the people I work with and reveled in the time out of the office where we could relax, forgetting about the 8 million things we should have been spending our time on instead. Work functions are tricky though. You want to be friends with these people because you genuinely like them… and yet you are still a professional and don’t always feel the need to share every detail of your life with them.
Like this blog, for example.
I was under the impression that no one knew about this blog. I guess my old boss mentioned it once, but that was after he heard one of our radio interviews. It was a passing mention based on what the radio host said; I am certain he never followed through with looking this magical place up. This special piece of the internet was all my own (to be shared with my fellow writers, of course) and I peacefully believed it impossible for my coworkers to find. It’s not like it’s hidden – I use my real name – but who would ever think to look for it?
But let’s return to the scene I created before: low lighting, long tables, exorbitant amounts of food, chatty coworkers. I can’t remember what we were talking about. I honestly can’t even imagine now what the topic of conversation could have been to provide such a segue. I made an innocent comment, possibly a teasing jab, towards one of the guys I work with often. He countered with a quick retort, as he always does: “I’m not the one with an arch-nemesis.” My mind stalled, like an old beater with a flooded engine, then roared into life at a million miles an hour. Yes, I do have a nemesis (in a mostly joking but a tiny bit serious way). He does work with me and a very select few of my coworkers know the story … but I didn’t think this coworker, the one bringing it up now, was one of them. He could have been, he is someone I talk to often, but before that comment I didn’t think he was. But how else would he know???? He couldn’t have read… Oh no …. His next comment put the last nail in the coffin of my innocent hope: “Yeah, I know how to use the Google.”
There we have it people. He Googled me. He Googled me and found A Letter To My Nemesis… IRL. Aka a post on this blog. Which, by elementary logic, means he has found this blog.
Ok Kris… deep breaths. It’ll be ok. … … … It’s just that that particular post doesn’t strike me as the easiest to find. I have a feeling that if you have read that post, you’ve probably spent some time looking through this site, reading many of my posts. … … … As I see it, there are two ways to react to this situation: (1) freak out and delete the entire internet (or at least every mention of me from it) or (2) embrace it. Considering the whole point of this website is to be who you are and like what you like:
Hello Coworker! I didn’t realize you’re actually reading this. It’s ok though, because I’m pretty confident in who I am and like to believe that what I choose to do in this safe space (the place where I do most of my weirdest, craziest things) won’t change your opinion of me. Ok? Ok!
And as a special treat, here are a few of the more eclectic (re: embarrassing) moments I’ve had on this blog (in case you’ve missed them while internet stalking me):
- Nice Guys Finish Last…or What’s so Wrong with Mike Newton?
- D&D N00B: My Introduction to Dungeons & Dragons
- What is the Definition of a Boy Band?
- My Fangirl Life Cosplay: A Princess Picnic in the Park!
- 30 Reasons One Direction’s “Perfect” is Perfect
- The Fangirl Glossary: Fanfiction
- Girl Detectives: The Secret in the Butterbeer
- Hans Really Isn’t So Bad…Except For The Murder-y Bits
See you at work on Monday!
Love & Luck,