I just wanted to address some requests I’ve received about sharing my work stories. I know, I know, I know, you love ’em and people like Ed’s Grandma feel like an old family friend by now; however, I just can’t do those stories here. At least not the current stories about where I work these days. The best reason I can give is by definition/example:
To be Dooced
Basically, it’s a great way to terminate your employment.
So, for the time being satirical bits about super heroes, people hiding in my office and others decorating their yards with fallen street signs will have to be left to e-mail. I’ll still goof on them, don’t you worry, but it won’t be here.
On a positive note, I can’t be fired from my family so they’re open game as far as I see it.