March 7, 2018

When Real Life and Kink Collide

In the last few days, we had a reminder that Kink and Real Life don’t always mesh that well.  Or, at least they don’t dovetail in ways that we anticipate.

I mentioned in a previous post that my pet has started a new job recently.  Apparently, in this new job, there’s a need to keep in touch electronically, as well as a lot of the record keeping is done through email and through a smartphone app or two.  To wit, they needed an email address for the correspondence.  My pet (like all of us I expect) has more than one email, but she has one that she uses more often than any other.  This is the one she gave them.  There’s a small wrinkle though.  About 10 days ago, we changed the contact name on it to something that was more ‘kinkified’.  So when she sent an email to them the first time, that name popped up and they were confused.  Naturally, they questioned her about it.  “Is your name X, or is it Y, the one that you put on your original application?” they asked.


We keep in touch via social media, for the most part, so on my Messenger, there was a cry for help.  “I may have screwed up, help!” it said in so many words.  Coincidentally, I’ve actually done this before (had the wrong name on an email) so I had a fairly ready solution.  Explain to the powers that be the name on the email is a ‘nickname’, one that you’ve been using for many years and you completely forgot it was on the header of the email and that you’ll provide them with a different email, a more professional one for correspondence and so on.  It’s truer than they know (or care surely) and it’s easily fixable.  My pet seemed satisfied with that solution and just in case, she changed the header on the questionable email back to the legal name that she’s known by, just in case.

Certainly one of the hard and fast rules I’ve lived by when trying to meld kink and real life is “Don’t scare the straights”. In other words, don’t do anything that will necessarily have a negative impact on what you’re doing for employment, or at the very least with the people that you interact with that might not be kinky. It can have unexpected consequences.

Every now and again we need a reminder.