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That’s what I am thinking, as I sit here trying to rework my resume and figure it all out. By it I mean the big “IT”. A friend asked me today if I have ever had one of those days where I felt like I didn’t accomplish anything? I laughed and responded that I feel like I have had one of those LIVES.

You see, if you have been a regular reader, you know that in just a couple years I have lost my business, my condo, my dog, etc. I have taken quite the beating by the recession in the last couple years. This wasn’t just to my psyche, but also to my wallet. I think I have officially hit the poorest I have ever been. Not something that I want to put on my list of accomplishments. I know that my resume now is a hodge podge, it makes no sense without the story that I need to tell. Once I can get an interview, I’m usually quite good, but it’s getting in the door. In this job market especially, it’s impossible. I spent the last 9 months giving birth to what I thought was going to be a promised salaried professional position in my field, only to have it be stillborn a few weeks ago. Apparently, after 9 months of free full time labor, they are going a different direction. The reality, I think they want that showy degree’d Marketing Executive for their funding rounds and just didn’t have the balls to tell me that all along. So, I thought it was a good investment in myself and my future, that is why I invested my time and energy into it. That’s why I got a bit poorer, because there was a light through the tunnel. Turns out I was wrong. Now I am really in need of help.

I have the skills, the talent, the innovative way of thinking to do quite well, but it’s how I got HERE that is the confusing part. I didn’t do the typical college degree, know what I want from my life. I was an artist, I apprenticed. I’ve lived in 4 states before turning 30, 3 of which I moved myself to, always in search of growth and expansion. I founded and ran my own business for 4 years. To some this is a hiccup or a negative. Entrepreneurial spirit is a plus, actual entrepreneurs are not. So, I have realized that I need to bring in some big guns to rise to the top of the applicants pool. To stand out I need several things:

  •  I need to revamp a personal branded page and write the shit out of industry topics on there for ME and MY future, so that I have something solid to start showing.
  • I need pro head shots… if I want to compete with professionals, I need to have some solid images that aren’t taken with my iPhone.
  • I need to join some paid industry membership groups. There is insider info there that I am not getting.
  • New branded cards to match new branded image.
  • VITAL is the resume. I contacted a designer who specializes in infographic resumes. Telling a story. Capturing attention.

Many of you are in traditional career paths and you don’t understand why the hell I need THESE things. A traditional resume should be fine. Head shots? A branded page?! Social Media Marketing is a complex niche that is different in almost every way. WE are our own brand, and need to represent as such. We need to show innovative use of the tools we use, like infographics, analytics, twitter, google+, reddit. We have to push ourselves as we would push a client in a campaign. Sell it big and sell it fast. Engage. We only get on average 5 seconds looking at that cv/resume, so make it the best 5 seconds they have spent. You may still think it’s “poppycock”, but I know this niche and I belong here, I just can’t get in the door through the traditional job hunting actions.

So, this is all fine and good… but the issue with all of the above is cost. I think most teenagers have more cash than I do. I can’t keep falling in the same hole though. I need to jump to the next level and be recognized for my talents and I’m not getting there the traditional routes. When I started this post, I hadn’t planed to end it this way, but I am. I took a moment to go to ChipIn and create a page. I need help. The chipin page has a title about organics, ignore that. It’s linked in with a paypal which was a business account for an old business I was involved in. I can’t change it, but it isn’t a lure to trap you or get you to fund something else. It’s just PayPal and their lack of flexibility.

Again, I am humbly asking for help because I can’t do this alone. I deserve the career and the financial success that others around me have, I deserve all of that and more, and I need a little leg up to get my feet in the door. Please, instead of that extra beer, or afternoon latte, what do you say and you throw a blogger a little bit as a thank you for keeping you entertained all these years, and mostly, as a way of recognizing that sometimes we all just need a little help reaching our potential and that we deserve to be able to fully realize our goals, even if they require the assistance of others to get there.

Thank you everyone. Here is my chipin page .http://socialmediageek.chipin.com

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I’ve been writing this blog for almost 2 years. It started as a funny commentary on the ridiculousness of dating, with a side story being that I was a long term lesbian who woke up one day liking cock, and having no interest in women any longer. So, the serious would sometimes wiggle its way into the snark, into the one liners, and bring a bit of reality into the escapism that my site was for many people. Only, eventually I fell in love. That was unexpected.

The timing, the individual, the situation, my falling in love was fraught with everything messy and complicated. It was all innately human and filled with roadblocks, human drama, insecurity, egos, errors in judgement, scars, death, sex and tears. In the middle of summer we ended it. But I still talked to him. I still told him I loved him, because I did and because we didn’t stop dating because he didn’t care, but because he’s too afraid that he’ll destroy someone if they get to close. Shatter their illusion of him with the reality. Only thing is, I know the reality, and even with the nasty ugly details, he is still the most beautiful man I know. He is still my choice. So, I stand tall and still and I don’t falter, I don’t run.

Two nights ago, nearly two months since we “stopped dating”, we found ourselves in each others arms again. The drink, that becomes two, that becomes dinner and two more drinks, that becomes two hours of intense conversation at his kitchen table and then, becomes us wrapped around each other in his bed. I’m okay with that. I’m okay with him being terrified. I’m at peace with him and his fear.

In six weeks, roughly, a new chapter begins in all of this. In this story of my crazy casual dating with many turned love affair with one, an emotionally fragile man whom I nicknamed Type Geek. Recently, he was offered a HUGE promotion, in the Bay Area. He is taking it, as he should. He told me Wednesday night. He might never get a chance like this again. I never questioned whether he should, but I admitted that I feared he would evaporate, as if he never existed. An irrational fear, I know. He exists here, he will continue to exist. Will I? I haven’t let him let me go yet, have I? I can be creative. He may date others when he moves, but he won’t find  me and what I offer in any of them, and I won’t let him forget that I am here, in Boston.

Boston. So, what is my long term goal here? I’m going to continue to love him and tell him that and send him love notes in the mail, meanwhile, I am going to save every dollar, work insane schedules, pick up freelance jobs if possible, and I am going to network, on the hope that he will let me come to him in Spring. Why spring? It is after his office is set up, after he is a bit more settled, after I show that I don’t forget about him, just because he is thousands of miles away. It’s long enough for him to miss me. To remember me. To want me.

Sure, there is a HUGE what if here, what if he doesn’t? He’s the pessimist here, I am not. I am the oddly optimistic one who believes that love isn’t a film with Meg Ryan, that there is a bit of Fellini and Woody Allen in there. A little heavy metal, a little Miles Davis and maybe even a little Electric Six. I’m not a typical romantic. I am a realist, but in this unclear situation, I choose the brighter future. I choose the future that has he and I, in our 80’s, drinking rum drinks and laughing about “kids these days” while I still admire his perfect little tush, still bite-able after 40 years.

Because the purpose of this blog isn’t to document my daily quest to save for a move out west, I’m going to change direction a bit. I’ll show up in it here and there, but I will be moving into a wider area of focus from now on. This will, in theory, bring back some levity and hilarity. I’m open to topics, things to explore, reviews on products, etc. However, the day to day drear needs to be swept out to sea if I am keeping my eye on the bridge, so to speak and while occasional updates into Type Geek are fine and good, this was never a blog about one man.

Meanwhile, for almost two years, I have kept this blog from being monetized, cause I hate ad heavy sites. They no longer smell genuine, you never know what is done for ad sense dollars and what is done for the reader. The time has come though, with my future looking pricey, that I try to find some funding for this site. Because of this, and my quest, I have created a “chipin” that everyone can donate to. A dollar, ten dollars, heck..more (please), will all help. These dollars will go directly into a separate wish/travel fund for San Fransisco. Spread the word on the chipin and the blog. Thank you for reading all this time.

 

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