My Boss and Blogging

She comes into the room, disapproval radiating from every inch.

"Are you on blogs again? You should be working out/cleaning the house/working on your dissertation!"

I quickly attempt to minimize the screen to hide my illicit "keeping-up-with-complete-strangers" from her eagle-sharp eyes, but I am not quick enough. My lame attempts at defense fall on deaf ears and she demands that I move along and do something productive, something that will forward my career, and/or make me a healthier individual in a clean house. It doesn't matter that I point out that most people read blogs while at work, earning real money and having signed a contract to do a certain JOB. She says, "Um, yeah, I'm gonna have to ask you to remember that you are not, after all, a character in the movie Office Space," and then says that admitting that I do a good 2 hours of work a week is not at all okay because it's only my own future I'm railroading. (I hate that "I'm not mad at you; I'm disappointed in you" crap).

All of my arguments are really for nothing because everything I say she counters with a truly good point. She's really hard to argue with. Even pointing out that a minimum of 69 people found my webblog story on the superbowl, and that they truly were pointed in the direction of a thought-provoking gender-awakening style argument rather than just the salacious pictures they were looking for doesn't hold any weight with her. She's not having any of it. Instead, she points out that others were looking for photos of Posh Spice in formal wear (and no, I don't know why they made it here, either. But wouldn't pictures of Posh Spice in formal wear be nifty? Go ahead. Go search for them).

So I reluctantly shut the computer down to go to my office (otherwise known as Starbucks @ the Forum) to get some real writing done, away from the computer's siren call of the Internet. I also promise to not chat with nice single guys who I would like to set up with my single friends.

I deeply regret the day I took that cat to debate classes. She took to argument like you wouldn't believe, and now she's just impossible to reason and/or live with. I really liked her better when she just brought me lizards.