Econo-Girl felt glad to get that off her chest. Of course, with any more specificity, she could get fired. Did I mention I am doing this blog on a work computer? See the link above.
There seems to be a liability pit around free speech these days. If you identify the object of your ire too well, you and your company could be sued.
What if I say that George Bush has a high-pitched, squeaky voice? Could I get shot?
But Econo-girl was so looking forward to the explosion of honesty! But we little bloggers are cursed by not being journalists. No First Amendment for us, although more integrity applies. But a clever little duckie could find ways around it, I bet.
What do my little dumplings have to say? How would you do it?
5 comments:
This christmas, give all your bosses an enema. Buy them on sale from the drug store, wrap them up all neat and pretty, then send them off in the office mail.
If anyone asks you what you think it means, just say "maybe someone is trying to tell you something!"
Then look for another job.
Anyway, when I worked for an un-named federal agency at the airport (HINT - I would look at your shoes under a x-ray machine) I had a stupidvisor say something about my bumper stickers. The anti-Bush ones. Said "it could be bad for your career".
I ended up quitting.
Actually, I think a case could be argued for the fact that we ARE journalists...
My work sux right now too, and I am having lurid fantasies of pushing my boss out the window...three stories up... Ah well, it's bound to look up...isn't it?
Bosses are like diapers, always on your ass and full of stuff.
Wow, Saurkraut, sounds awful. Try sending out resumes on company time. That always cheers me up.
And, yes, we bloggers are journalists. We are even beginning to steer the media wagon a bit in terms of being impossible to ignore.
Econo-girl, Good thought. Resumes go out tomorrow. I've been doing them on my own time, but now I realize the mistake. ;o)
It is interesting to see that certain large blogs are even getting quoted in the papers.
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