writers in the kitchen, dancers in administrative, DJs in receiving, etc etc
My “pen name” is now generally known at work, where I came out of the closet as a writer by sharing some stories and zines. A few of my co-workers – not surprisingly as this is life, after all – are also involved in the arts in various capacities. Writing, or music, or what have you.We were receptive to each other’s extracurricular activities and traded notes.
I got sweaty-palmed anyway and for one day I took this site offline, intending to purge it of all work-related content. It’s one thing to know that your co-worker is a poet, or an underground radio host, or a stripper on the side. But on this site I reveal a lot more that can be used against me, I think.
Then I looked at the scope of what I’ve written and work talk is everywhere. I got really lazy, basically. I’ve left everything as-is. Hopefully I can trust my colleagues, should they stumble across this hot mess. And hopefully I will become less divisive when it comes to my arbitrary and delusional “this is real life (writing)” VS “this is FAKE life (working)” dichotomy.
Plus, all names and locations have been changed, edited, or otherwise half-arsedly disguised. To protect the innocent!
