Archive for July, 2007

Getting too comfy at work

That’s a hard one.
On the one hand you feel pretty good that those managing you see you in the right light and you are finally saying to yourself, “YES!!! Everything is working out in my favor!”
You are driving with the windows down, the top town, the sunroof pulled back…whatever. And you are driving home with the reassuring breeze in your hair, knowing that the chips are falling into place after years of agony.
You pop open that beer when you get home, sigh and feel pretty damn good.
But wait! The higher you feel, the harder you fall.
Don’t get too comfy. NO matter how much you have toiled and feel you deserve this warm feeling of self-affirming luxury.
Even if you really want to feel settled. Even after it’s been 10 years. Don’t sit back in your chair, soaking it all in…no matter how tempting.
I’m probably not telling you anything you don’t already know.
But sometimes everyone needs a kick in pants.
There is a stack of resumes, just waiting to replace you.

You blog, therefore you risk

Do you admire people in the media field?

Friends of mine have expressed from time to time that they felt I was pretty lucky to be in this industry.

And to their credit, they are sort of right. There are a some perks. People know what you do and they try to stay on your good side because they know publicity can be power. You get to meet people you may not have and do things that you may not have been able to otherwise. On bored, rainy or lazy Sundays you know that when you Google yourself, you will be on at least the first six pages. But that fact right there is the rub. Your name is out there. You stay somewhat exposed. And obviously by my writing this blog, I’m not really dodging the exposure factor. There is just something freeing about sharing your beeswax. Is it just me? Is it better to go into hiding?

I never really was the one to be a shrinking violet. Expression, to me, is a virtue. Way above patience though I think people who know me will say I need to switch the two.

So what do you do when you are a part of an industry with bylines but you want to put yourself out there in some other avenue that isn’t work-related? This is what I’ve mapped out so far and some of these are probably going to be self-explanatory as well as the fact that I’m only just now testing my theory. I may very well be slicing my own throat.

1.) Don’t name names. Hey, you’re going to probably be found out (even with a pen name, nothing is sacred anymore) at some point so don’t make it worse by giving people hints about who you are talking about. Don’t describe exact characteristics and don’t get into physical detail.

2.) Don’t give numbers, discuss circulation or share the intimate details of what can be conceived as the corporate pitfalls of your place of business. Though this WIRED article given out to my team by my boss may steer you differently on this subject.

3.) Don’t dis your company. Save that for anonymous myspace profiles.

4.) Use humor and some tack. You can still share you funny stories, talk about your experiences and what not, but don’t get carried away in profanity, threats and general remarks about just what exactly you may want to do to so and so in the office — or worse, your boss.

5.) Cross your fingers and hope if you get caught, your company has a sense of humor.

We’ll see. According to this article, I’m already breaking the rules.

The cubicle boozer

What do you do when you suspect the coworker sitting in close proximity to you is drinking in their cube? Do you complain? Or do you peep over your own damn cube and ask for him/her to share?
Here is my synopisis so far:
1.) You have drank a few times with this person and know they are quite capable of doing this.
2.) You often hear not one, but two pourings from what sounds like two different bottles. One of which is a Sprite container.
3.) You notice plenty of water bottles hanging out. Hello, vodka is clear.
4.) This person makes very frequent trips to the icemaker after returning from his/her car.
5.) And more importantly, as the day goes on, this person gets more campy, chatty and red.

DING! DING! DING!

It really isn’t your business you say to yourself. But you can’t help but chuckle every time you think about it.