Please allow me to introduce myself
One of the great things about being an anonymous blogger is……well, the anonymity. The ability to say what I want and when I want to, without it being attributed to the real me or my organisation.
On the flip side, one of the worst things about being an anonymous blogger is……well, the anonymity.
This conundrum is brought to front of mind on weeks like this one, when the real and the online me seemed to be weaving in and out of one another. As well as three business engagements this week as the real me, I also have another two as the online me. The trick is to make sure I remember which one I am at the right event!
You might remember that back in March I went to ConnectingHR (the illegitimate love child of Gareth Jones and Jon Ingham) and despite fears that I would bump into people I knew it turned out to be a great event. I met some lovely people, people who I am in regular contact with. This week sees ConnectingHR 2 (the spawn of spawn) which I’ll also be attending. I don’t know whether there are still any tickets left, but if you are an HR professional in and around London then I would certainly recommend that you make your way there. Not only will you get the chance to meet a bunch of really cool, really interesting and generally house trained people. But you also get to meet me (and someone by the name of Jean-Paul Smalls – which makes me smile every time I think about it!)
And here is the rub. When I set up this blog, I made a mistake. A big fat juicy mistake. I forgot to give myself a name. It didn’t real seem like a big issues at the time, but I now realise the folly of my ways. You see, there is nothing worse than trying to introduce yourself as a fictional character without a name. And as for signing off emails, it really does feel incredibly wanky using the moniker “TheHRD”.
There have been a couple of valiant attempts to support me in this, Jon Weedon started referring to me as HaRolD (he does clever things like that because he is an Internal Comms ninja and they are all in touch with their inner creative monkey). Callum Saunders on the other hand dubbed me Joseph (I think that has more to do with his beard and personal Carpenter like leanings than anything else…)
So I’ve decided. There is only one thing for it, I need a name. Let me know your thoughts and suggestions. When you read this who do you hear? Those who’ve met me, what do I look like? And those that know me…..use my real name and you’ll be off my Christmas card list…..have I made myself clear?
PS. The other event that I will be involved in this week is the Emergency Budget Live Blog. Note to self: leave the potty mouth at home.