Can you imagine anyone in your group at the university IT department posting the anecdotes to the web, with more than enough information to play "connect the dots" if you were connected to the department? Not only is it a good way to get fired, it's a good way to attract enough notariety to keep you frm working in your field for a long time.Absolutely, especially if this is the first time this person's blogged. Hell, I made the mistake of posting some stories once to a website that, if a reader had been even passingly familiar with the theatre department of my university, would have easily revealed the characters' real identities. It's dumb, sure, but it's believable.
Did your department havge such perfectly compartmentalized characters? Sure, Bob is the epitome of the bad boss. He's also every single nerd stereotype. Then we have the narrator: the observant, wise, literate woman. And we have the everyman hero who steps in for Bob with no recognition*. This is a sitcom, and one so bad that if it was currently on TV you would be embarrassed to even know its name much less admit to watching it.Let's see, at my old job we had...
“So, you are the girl at the office,” he uttered with a smirk. “We had a girl at the office at my last job. She made the best coffee! Better than Starbucks!”In three lines of dialogue, we have an "uttered" ("with a smirk!"), a "replied," and finally a plain "said" but used so insecurely it has an adverb tacked on to it.
“I am in charge of the Windows environment,” I replied, deciding to give him another chance. Sexual harassment could be charming, if done properly.
“I know a guy at Microsoft. VP,” he said definitively, and looked away.
“And you know what they say about the women in Odessa, Mark, eh?” he whistled and winked.Really? He "whistled and winked?" Really? Try to do that. You'll look like you're having a seizure. No one does that. This writing is up there with classics like: "'Come on then!' he hissed."
"If you would like to offer me a book deal, please send mail to anna.whereisbob@gmail.com.
I can guarantee that I am exactly what your publishing company needs. Together we can produce the kind of book that young urbanites will buy as a birthday present for somebody about whom they know very little, and for whom they care even less. As far as business ventures go, it’s a sure thing.
Comments not from publishers or literary agents are also welcome, but understandably, less anticipated."
It's like saying you know someone just like George Costanza. Yeah, you probably know someone who's self-obsessed and neurotic and sabotages relationships with his own insecurity. But you don't know someone who gets into a different hilariously wacky mix-up twenty-four times a year like clockwork.I guess I'm not being clear enough. This situation is so incredibly similar to this situation that I'm familiar with that I'm actually going to ask around, just to make sure that none of the people involved are blogging about it with the identifying details changed. There's no difference w/r/t a compressed timeline, neat plot lines, or anything like that. No exaggeration required.
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