Boulder
My boulder is getting bigger and I wonder what I’ve accomplished in the time that I’ve been here. I suppose it all counts. Client satisfaction levels are high. Completing a 152 game season in my MLB game. Appreciating the art of trance. Good friendships. Mexican food. Being on my own. The list is short and not even close to resume worthy. But are we meant to be moving forward all the time? Is life less glamorous if you’re not front stage in the land of glamour? Am I that much less Nobel-prize worthy than the next guy?
San Fran, Vancouver, Toronto, Vancouver and then back to Vancouver in a month. People who travel for work are supposed to be “important” aren’t they? If so, then I haven’t felt that way for a while at work. The office is shrinking and the company’s big plans don’t seem to be aligned with my core competencies. Haha. [Whatever those are]. My golden retriever complex has been telling me to find a new home. Although I’ve been reluctant though to look elsewhere in fear that it won’t be any better than my current situation. Current situation being good weather, nice apartment and a girl who loves me without fault. And when I’m not caught up in my own bullshit, I can’t help but to love her too.
I’ve started the transitioning process. Planted the seeds. Updated my resume. On the mission statement line, I wrote “CLIENT DIRECTOR AND INTERNET CONSULTANT FOR A PROFESSIONAL SERVICES FIRM REPRESENTING THE INTERESTS OF GLOBAL, HIGH-PROFILE CONSUMER BRANDS”. Pretty clever huh? I figure companies hire my type. Young, hip, jaded, witty, cynical, overly sarcastic, willing to get our shit pushed in 5 days a week, 10 hours a day. I even wrote down a list. Ad agencies, interactive e-whatever companies, youth marketing firms, talent agencies, large consultants, small consultants, booze pushers, reinvented airlines, fashion dictators, everything that falls under the media and entertainment and something else I scribbled that I can’t read. Oh well.
So back to where I started. Keep pushing that boulder.
San Fran, Vancouver, Toronto, Vancouver and then back to Vancouver in a month. People who travel for work are supposed to be “important” aren’t they? If so, then I haven’t felt that way for a while at work. The office is shrinking and the company’s big plans don’t seem to be aligned with my core competencies. Haha. [Whatever those are]. My golden retriever complex has been telling me to find a new home. Although I’ve been reluctant though to look elsewhere in fear that it won’t be any better than my current situation. Current situation being good weather, nice apartment and a girl who loves me without fault. And when I’m not caught up in my own bullshit, I can’t help but to love her too.
I’ve started the transitioning process. Planted the seeds. Updated my resume. On the mission statement line, I wrote “CLIENT DIRECTOR AND INTERNET CONSULTANT FOR A PROFESSIONAL SERVICES FIRM REPRESENTING THE INTERESTS OF GLOBAL, HIGH-PROFILE CONSUMER BRANDS”. Pretty clever huh? I figure companies hire my type. Young, hip, jaded, witty, cynical, overly sarcastic, willing to get our shit pushed in 5 days a week, 10 hours a day. I even wrote down a list. Ad agencies, interactive e-whatever companies, youth marketing firms, talent agencies, large consultants, small consultants, booze pushers, reinvented airlines, fashion dictators, everything that falls under the media and entertainment and something else I scribbled that I can’t read. Oh well.
So back to where I started. Keep pushing that boulder.