public vs private
i know i write about some personal stuff here. i've talked about periods, pms, uti woes, and more. and i know this is a public forum where anybody interested can read. i do make the distinction, however, between information that's *available* and that which is advertized. anyone who knows me and is looking hard enough could find out what my blog is, and any reader who puts enough clues together can likely approximate my location etc. it's all available. how much effort do you want to go to? the sort of personal stuff i've got on here is the sort of stuff that i'm fine with semi-anonymous folks knowing in a semi-anonymous manner. availability is fine.
i would not, however, advertize. you'll note that specifics are lacking, that i haven't used the url of the blog as my homepage on professional communication, i don't sign my emails with my blog name, etc. that's going beyond available in the dusty recesses of the library and into flashing neon ads on the highway.
that being said, i am currently listening to a conversation in the office across the hall. the doors line up, and our desks are facing. both doors were open (i've since closed mine, to little effect). i can clearly see the speakers and clearly hear everything they are saying. i cannot, in fact, avoid hearing it.
the conversation is about pap smears, trips to the gyno, and all sorts of squishy internal bits. i'm hearing about breast palpitation, circular motions, and (GASP) the crush one of these women has on her doctor, how she can almost imagine he's making love to her while she's there.
okay. now if you want to have that conversation at work, you close your office door and sit close and talk soft. you do not have this conversation in plain view and hearing of the person across the hall, loudly. especially since you can't see who's walking up or down the hallway or adjoining corridor.
i know i'm not interested in being privy to this conversation, but i am, even with my door shut. (no, they did not get the message.) even less interested i imagine, are all the other people along this corridor who are hearing it, and the students wandering around looking for their prof's office, and the faculty at the end of the hallway.
most importantly, i will not be able to look at these two women again without a certain amount of disdain. not that they have these talks. i imagine most women do, and i recall discussing subjects of a similarly personal nature with some of my lady friends. but that they are having it so openly, and not taking care that a third of the people on the fourth floor are hearing them. what idiots.
and i cannot imagine finding a gynocological exam to be sexy in any way. i always feel like skinning alive the next person who so much as brushes into me.
love and peace
i would not, however, advertize. you'll note that specifics are lacking, that i haven't used the url of the blog as my homepage on professional communication, i don't sign my emails with my blog name, etc. that's going beyond available in the dusty recesses of the library and into flashing neon ads on the highway.
that being said, i am currently listening to a conversation in the office across the hall. the doors line up, and our desks are facing. both doors were open (i've since closed mine, to little effect). i can clearly see the speakers and clearly hear everything they are saying. i cannot, in fact, avoid hearing it.
the conversation is about pap smears, trips to the gyno, and all sorts of squishy internal bits. i'm hearing about breast palpitation, circular motions, and (GASP) the crush one of these women has on her doctor, how she can almost imagine he's making love to her while she's there.
okay. now if you want to have that conversation at work, you close your office door and sit close and talk soft. you do not have this conversation in plain view and hearing of the person across the hall, loudly. especially since you can't see who's walking up or down the hallway or adjoining corridor.
i know i'm not interested in being privy to this conversation, but i am, even with my door shut. (no, they did not get the message.) even less interested i imagine, are all the other people along this corridor who are hearing it, and the students wandering around looking for their prof's office, and the faculty at the end of the hallway.
most importantly, i will not be able to look at these two women again without a certain amount of disdain. not that they have these talks. i imagine most women do, and i recall discussing subjects of a similarly personal nature with some of my lady friends. but that they are having it so openly, and not taking care that a third of the people on the fourth floor are hearing them. what idiots.
and i cannot imagine finding a gynocological exam to be sexy in any way. i always feel like skinning alive the next person who so much as brushes into me.
love and peace
posted by Rehkmira @ 11:28
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