The Most Hurtful Rumor of All

November 23rd, 2006.

Since I’ve started this site, a lot of people have said a lot of nasty things about me. I’ve had my identity, my sexuality, and my parenting techniques all questioned. But probably the most hurtful comments of all are the ones implying that I have a job. As if I’m some kind of pencil pushing, clock watching glorified indentured servant like the rest of you. That’s such a low blow. I mean, there’s real pain in my heart right now, people! Real woe!


But seriously, I’ve had a lot of crappy jobs and a couple of good jobs in my day. But ultimately, I’ve decided that work is boring and unfulfilling, so I don’t do it. In fact, there are currently four adults living in my house right now and not one of us has a job that requires us to leave the house, nor do we have any bosses to answer to. Our days are spent dicking around, pursuing various hobbies and interests or taking trips when we’re bored. Oh, and buying stuff. Usually stuff that will make us more money. That’s just the way we roll here, folks.

See, the difference between you and me is that I invested my money wisely so I don’t have to spend my life doing shit I don’t like and you…..ah…..didn’t.

This is why it cracks me up that some of you are trying so hard to find my name, hoping against hope that you’ll find out where I work and get me fired. My portfolio is my ‘job’ and my portfolio isn’t going to fire me, people! Also, it generally doesn’t answer the telephone. So you’re going to be sorely disappointed if that’s what you’re hoping for.

I cannot fathom what else you’d do with my name, if you had it. Unless you’re planning on firebombing my house (and good luck getting past security), then I really don’t see the point there either. Not that I’m trying to talk you out of the search or anything. The websites, the speculations, the accusations you aim towards your friends….that’s pure comedy people! So keep on going with the mystery, you crazy kids! You’re making me laugh.

And that’s something to be thankful for, isn’t it?

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