Monday, March 21, 2016

Blog the truth. Get caught in the lie.


I read an article today about a millennial who lied to his boss about a death in the family.  He needed the time off, really, to build a tree house, which he blogged about.  Of course his fellow millennials read the blog.  If you are a millennial, not a blog goes by unread especially if it appears on Medium.  Tree House dude got a slap on the hand and eventually praise for his marketing prowess.  I do love all the millennial companies with their sexy three or four letter names.  Or two names each made up of three or four letters.  In reality, I would like to work for one.  However, I began to think about what might have happened if back in the day we blogged the truth, and got caught in the lie.  

If I blogged that all those Motley Crue tickets were used for my brother's bachelor's party and not to take Nick Zinner and some other hipsters out on the town, how would my boss have reacted?  One of my very cool bosses sat in front of me signing off on travel requests.  He came to one and said, "this one's fake," signed it and moved on, but the lie was never rubbed in his face.  What would have the consequences been if I blogged about the fake request he signed off on: claiming to see a new and hopeful young band.  In reality I was heading for Memphis to see Dgeneration, when I no longer worked with them.  I even hopped the bus and travelled to Nashville for the next night's show. It would have been a good blog; I painted Danny's fingernails red on the journey to Nashville.  Good blog or not, I don't think I would have been slapped on the back for my marketing chops.


We live in a state of over share.  I remember when it was something I did on the phone with my best friends.  Now I've done it on this site.  There are like 200 people that I don't know who have insight into my sex life.  We've all done the Facebook cringe.  We tweet, snap chat, Instagram, vine, everything we do. We give ourselves no room to lie.  Everyone knows where we are all the time.  You cannot tell someone you are working tonight because they are going to see the photos you post on your FB page of the party you attended tonight.  And we blog stuff.  I like to blog.  However, I think when I have a desire to over share I am keeping a burner phone handy and programming it with direct dial to SlugLine.

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