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Dear Diary – Chi Check Edition

There are two surface things I try to do with this blog. The first is to obviously produce quality work, the second to produce quality work consistently. When either one isn’t done I feel incomplete. No, for real. Like I forgot to creatively breathe that day so let’s just say I’ve been holding my breath since last week.

Mondays are popular “reading days” in the blogosphere according to my stats, so when I wasn’t able to post yesterday (hell, whenever I’m not able to post) I feel as if I cheated myself. But the reason why I didn’t blog was because I was too preoccupied submitting a resume and writing sample to a potential new job. Long story short, I didn’t get it and am actually grateful they were at least quick to tell me (overnight! fastest rejection yet lol).

I normally don’t get upset by these types of things, but this morning I’m feeling exceptionally discouraged. Because I do not look good on paper. Matter fact, my resume sucks, and I have only myself to blame for that. I just wish these companies that pride themselves in being innovating and free-thinkers would look past it. Like I stated in my cover letter (and only because they said to go crazy and be creative) “Technicalities can be taught. Raw talent however, is something you are born with.”

Nevertheless, the show must go on! I will not wish for a lighter load, just a stronger back. I’ve always wanted to write a book, and now I’m convinced that this is what I was destined to do. And asides from all that fate mumbo-jumbo, it’s pretty obvious “the man,” isn’t gonna hire me. So, I gotta make myself the woMAN.

I only wanted to share this story with you guys to remind you to NOT WASTE YOUR TALENT. Get as much experience under your belt as you can, as young as you can. Get all that shit out of the way so that by the time you’re my age, all you have to worry about is what European country you’ll be visiting this summer. Most of all, if things don’t go your way – MAKE A WAY.


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