Here’s the thing about blogging. Okay…with my blogging. With each of my posts, you get more of an insight as to who am I, or used to be, and what I’m about. Maybe they’re more personal than they need to be but I can’t help it…they say to write about what you know…I write about me. A case in point is this tidbit: it’s no secret that I was born and raised (can’t say “grew up” because that’s still a work in progress) in Brooklyn. New York that is…not Connecticut or Minnesota. The real one. As such, I encountered all sorts of colorful language on a daily basis, but learned when it’s appropriate to use the “dirty” words that my parents still don’t think I know.
Take business settings: I would never think to curse while at work. Well…that’s past tense. I have since learned that there’s a time and place for everything, and when a good expletive is really just the right thing. If nothing else, it can be very cathartic.
Allison Hirschlag wrote an article earlier this year about why we like people who curse at work. It was published on The Ladders, and I’ve attached it here for you to read. As one of my least favorite actors said in “Risky Business”: sometimes you just gotta say this.