The One Where I Get Dooced

Sam Malone: So, how did your meeting go?
Rebecca Howe: It was very nice. I met the new boss, Mr. Teal. We exchanged pleasantries. You're no longer the co-manager and have been demoted to just bartender.

--Cheers, "Executive Sweet" (11/10/88)

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Late yesterday I got an email from my boss. It read:

[Bigshot at North Avenue HQ] reads your blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I'm sure somebody's out there reading it. I don't get those 40 hits a day for nothing; it can't all be 10th District campaign staff.

Actually, my boss called me before I saw the email. He asked me, "Did you know that [Bigshot] reads your blog?" I told him I didn't know that as a fact, but OK. It doesn't bother me; I don't (usually) name names and I'm neither libelous nor slanderous. Then, of course, he asks me, "What's a blog?" Heh.

Then, "What do you write about?" I told him pretty much whatever I feel like writing about at that time. He found that oddly funny.

So last night, out of my usual "who reads this tripe?" curiosity, I look through my stats. It turns out that someone's been repeatedly Googling this person's name and then reading the site. What bugs me about doing it that way is, they're coming in by reading only all the posts that are tagged with "Bitching About Work", which could lead someone to believe that that's all I ever write about. I hope someone clicks the "Main" link soon, so they'll see that my job isn't my whole life; I have plenty of things to complain about. Snerk.