Yes, everyone at my work knows I’m Catholic. In fact, I’ve given everyone there the little one-decade Rosaries that I make and give away. A few weeks ago, I placed about 15 of them in the break room, with a little note stating what they were and that they were blessed. They were gone by the weekend.

The one I made my boss was a really handsome one, made of poppy jasper and mahogany obsidian. He’s yet to say anything about it, but I don’t expect him to. All I know is that it’s no longer on his desk, and presumably in his pocket.
Now, I think my being Catholic at work probably does bother one person there–a gal who absolutely hates my guts. Seriously.

I’d most recently overheard her bad-mouthing me to several other co-workers, and instead of confronting her (like I’d wanted to) I went home and made her a one-decade Rosary out of gorgeous ocean jasper and turquoise. I included copies of my favorite Rosary and Divine Mercy CDs, and made a special appointment to have my priest bless the whole thing. I left it for her in her workspace, and I noticed that it was gone. . . but whether to her house or in the trash, only Jesus knows, I guess. And the wierd thing? This gal is, herself, Catholic.
So yes, everyone at work knows about my being Catholic.