Remember how I said I loved my job?

When I was ending my college career, my very wise dad gave me some great advice.

"There are three things to juxtapose when considering a job. Location, Money and Job Satisfaction. You can love your job, make great money and hate where you live. Or you can love where you live, make great money but hate your job." 

You get the picture. I judge a lot of things based on this principle but recently I've wondered about where the fourth factor of bullshit comes into play. How much is "too much" or when do you just wipe it off and keep trudging?

The past two days have been a form of an all-you-can-eat Vegas buffet but rather than yummy food and drinks, it's been utter bullshit mainly from my job and those crybabies who work around me.

You may be wondering what I'm talking about or why my blog has been locked down. Welcome to my hell of a workplace when it comes to having a personal life. It's a myth that you have a "personal life" at the ol' Naz and that's starting to come to a head.

I love my job, I love the people I work with (for the most part) but I can't stand how people take it on themselves to point out to their bosses who then tell my boss about things they don't like about me and my personal life. Keyword... PERSONAL.

Case one: Anyone who knows me knows I'm very passionate about PLNU and I wouldn't do anything to hurt to negatively impact this place. It would kill me to think something I did made someone not want to come here. Anyone who knows me also knows I'm not the biggest college sports fan. Oh and you know I have a sense of humor too. (Obvi)

Now to the real point of case one... one of the assistance coaches of the basketball team told his boss about one of my tweets on my PERSONAL account. The tweet said,

"I love how PLNU played some no name school (not a Naz Uni) in hopes to win Homecoming, but instead kept up the tradition and lost anyways."

Now if you know PLNU men's basketball, they're not very good, most would say "awful" but hey I didn't go that far. And if you know anything about Nazarene Universities, there are eight in the country and we're all "sister schools". We usually (while I've been a student) played another Naz school for Homecoming (and lost). So the fact we played some school from South Dakota and STILL lost. I find that funny. Sue me.  Well it got back to the head coach who happens to be the athletic director (my luck right?) who then tells my boss he's "disappointed" that the "face of PLNU" would tweet such things and that a recruit saw it. Hold up... a recruit saw it because YOUR assistance coach took it on himself to try and make me feel bad (he didn't ps) and so that's HIS bad... not mine. Just so we're clear. 


Granted I probably shouldn't have tweeted that, but hell it was funny and I did and so put your big girl panties on and get over it!

That all happened last night ps.

Case two: This morning my boss comes in and tells me one student googled my name, found my blog and was offended by it. They then turned around and emailed Eric (my boss) about it and said something along the lines of "I can't believe you'd let this type of stuff happen."

Well, first you know it's some crazy mom who is EXACTLY the type of person I make fun of on here so you know that's why she's offended. Her kid probably couldn't get accepted, or they missed the deadline or what have you, but you know she's all offended because it's like I'm talking directly to her. So again, my job takes away another level of my personal life. Awesome. 

So there are my explanations of why this blog is no longer open to everyone. If you know people who read this but can't see it now, please have them email me and I will add them to the "allow" list.

During fall travel I could see why people don't stay in this job long, but now I'm really starting to see it. It's unfortunate how my dream job has really reared it ugly head in the last few months. *sigh*

Until next time...