By Linda Keenan
Boston.com
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If this were Facebook, my status update might read this way: “Linda is . . . terrified that her reckless blogging and social networking has rendered her utterly, irrevocably unemployable.” In another life, I was a CNN head writer and senior producer. These days, Google my name, and in a few clickety clicks, you’ll find a sorry list of intimate grotesqueries I’ve catalogued about myself for all the world to read.
I would like to work again full time. And if I were applying to be, say, Flava Flav’s girlfriend or an unhinged Real Housewife on Bravo, I might well prove qualified. But would I blame a proper boss in this brutal job market for ignoring me because of my online shenanigans? No. The fact is: I wouldn’t hire me either. Further, I’m not sure I’d let me in the PTA, or even near my kid. An employer typically looks for someone trustworthy, helpful, courteous. My attributes, etched forever in the digital record, read like a perversion of the Boy Scout Law…
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