More reasons why secret blogging just doesn’t work

There once was a girl named Helena. A young lass, a smart one, toiling day in and day out at a Major League Publishing House (think of the initials “R” and “H.”) The problem is, her job was getting to her. Five years, and she wanted out. She sent out resumes, contacted recruiters, and everything seemed all hunky-dory.

Except for one thing: she set up a blog and bitched about her employers and co-workers, and sadly, our lovely heroine’s fate took a decidedly more dramatic turn.

So why do I even know about this?

Well, start with a blind item. Add in a flurry of emailed guesses (“it isn’t you, right?” “Nooooo….“) and eventually, the the target was hit, and the answer revealed.

And that just makes this missive even more telling…

UPDATE: As expected, the blog’s been taken down, though I’m sure the Wayback Machine has an archive kicking around somewhere…