Imagine my utter, total & complete shock this morning when I clicked on one of the blogs I follow and discovered a picture.
Not just any picture. A picture of a woman I know in a group of women. A woman who was both the sister & the wife to a couple of guys I used to work for/with.
I knew it was her. I even emailed the picture to Hubby to verify for me that it was indeed her (cause he is awesome with faces & names - unlike me who will forget your name as soon as I turn around. Hell, it's a miracle I remember my name, much less those of friends and family).
Turns out this woman (whom I've always liked) has a pretty successful blog and was a speaker at Blissdom this past weekend. I'm not really sure what Blissdom was/is - but apparently is a conference for bloggers.
When I got home from work I found her blog. Which was ridiculously easy to do. All I had to do was type her name and the word "blog" into Google and there she was (so any of y'all that think you are blogging anonymously - but have your name in there somewhere? With a little work [or not so much as was my case] you can be found. Just so ya know).
As I mentioned, I used to work with her husband and for her brother.
I really don't have a problem with her husband or her - but her brother? And the rest of their family - which also worked for the company? Them, I kinda have a problem with.
Eventually, I got paid. But a lot of the others never did. It was ugly and even now, almost 9 years later, there are still extreme bitter feelings.
And this is just another reason I choose to remain anonymous (other than the fact that Hubby is persistent in his belief that you are all serial murderers/stalkers). This woman lives, at most, 15 minutes from me. It's a small town (so small, in fact, that her hubby was actually my son's coach at one point after the whole "thing." [Yeah - a little weird!] But in all fairness - out of the Pop Warner Football coaches that my son had - he was the best! Cause he really is a good guy - just got caught up in a really bad (and awkward) situation).
This woman could easily stumble across my blog, if we had cross-readers (which I don't think we do after a cursory glance at her blogroll) (and, if she read this post she'd almost exactly know who was writing it; especially since I have my picture is so obviously out there - I, of course, haven't changed that much in the intervening years) and that could be, at the very least, very uncomfortable and if I wrote about the whole, ugly story - and although every word would be true from my point of view - how would she, and her family, view it? That could possibly get ugly.
So again - I'll remain anonymous 'cause (apparently) the world is far too small for me not to.