The other day I was reading a blog linked from another blog that I read regularly, and a light went off. I instantly understood why I don’t post as much on Bad Pants as I did on Dead Charming. I think of my writing as articles and essays, not as posts. It’s hard to write essays and articles when you’re busy with your “day job†for twelve-plus hours a day.
Which reminded me that I’m now allowed to talk about my day job in my blog. The company that bought the company that I work for has a “uniform policy for personal internet communication, social media, and online networking†(and I deeply love the fact that they used the serial comma) which was distributed as both a .pdf and a printed brochure (which, frankly seemed redundant) during our onboarding process. Now that the rules about talking about my job are more clearly defined than “pull a Dooce and we fire your ass,†I’ll regale all (six) of you with a description of what I’m sure you will agree is the single most boring job description in the world. The job itself is FAR from boring, but describing it is like watching paint dry.
If you’re still awake, I CHALLENGE you to withstand…my job description!!! *dun dun dun*…