Careerist Clarification

Hello again. I will be posting more nuggets and tidbits shortly. For right now, however, I wanted to make something very clear to the two people who read this blog:

Because, over the years, sufficient details about myself and my life have come out through this blog to positively identify me in the so-called "real" world, I can no longer blog about my work with anything but the utmost subtlety and ambiguity. The confidential nature of my work (and no, it's not the sexy kind of confidential) and the disturbing net-aptitude of my colleagues and higher-ups make discussing even stupid office foibles awfully risky. I'm relatively sure that any one of my co-workers could trace and identify this blog if they cared to, and it would be horribly awkward if what they found was reams of smack-talk, gossip, and generally bitchy/catty comments about them and my clients.

Funny thing, some of them would be more bothered by the smack-talk about the clients than anything I had to say about them personally. Does that make them better people than me? The Magic 8-Ball says "all signs point to Yes."

Dear readers (2 readers is still plural, dammit,) I assure you that I would love nothing more than to write all kinds of things about my clients and coworkers. I could be so nasty! And bitchy! And catty! Oh, I could say such horrible things that would make you gasp in faux horror and then cackle and titter. But no; I must restrain myself.

For I am now a professional! I passed special tests, took special oaths, and had a Supreme Judicial Court bigwig tell me (and 50 other people) that Ben & Jerry's ice cream is the antidote to a really shitty day at work. I had another bigwig talk about how Maine claims to have the oldest oath or something, but that's totally bullshit, because Maine used to be a part of Massachusetts, etc. etc.

And it's just plain unprofessional to blog about your profession. Really it is.

This, readers, is the chief explanation for my extended period of bloggity silence. Combined with sheer exhaustion and depression, my new position left me bereft of things to blog about. I hope against hope I can sustain this second wind I've found, but it won't be easy. Hopefully, with a little help from my friends, I can eke out a modest rate of production for blog posts. Mostly it will be prose and poetry that utterly fails to illuminate my day-to-day existence. But, since my day-to-day existence is both boring and miserable, maybe 'tis a blessing in disguise. We'll see. Indeed we shall see.