[San Diego Reader] Solana Beach, summer 2002. A job interview. “So you like to post on the Internet a lot,” said the human resources person. “Yeah,” I said. “How do you know?”
“Did some online investigating.” The term “to google” was not yet widely used. “I came across your two blogs and some posts you made on news groups, and there was a listserv. And something about you posting under a pseudonym at UCSD.”
“Do you always do this?” I asked.
“We do now. A lot of companies are running Net checks during prescreen.”
“Have you ever blogged about previous jobs?”
“You tell me,” I said jokingly. “You read my blogs.”
My interviewer’s face was stone-cold straight.
I had, but that blog no longer existed. “No,” I responded. I knew the interview wasn’t going any further. I was told they would call me within 48 hours. The call never came.
Was I pre-dooced?
Bloggers Beware The Pre-Dooce