I haven’t shared my job description, here, and I know that some of you probably wonder why. Oh, sure; I say it’s for anonymity and not mixing work and blog and blah blah blah blah. But that’s not the whole story.
The truth is… *deep breath* I feel a little inadequate. I WANT to be cool. So much.
But there are so many cooler people out there. I can’t measure up! I… I… I suffer from title jealousy. Please don’t think less of me. I’m struggling with my problem, and trying to overcome it.
Today I found myself working with a list of industry colleagues. What I was doing with the list (and the fact that I spent all damn day doing it, which is another story entirely) is not important right now. What IS important is that amongst the typical, expected information, I discovered a bevy of people with cooler titles than mine.
I sent every one of them Nastygrams.
Well, no. But I did giggle, a little.
Don’t be a sheep, man. Be your own dog. Why develop the same thing as everyone else, when you can be developing stuff ON THE EDGE. Or, you know, THE ACTUAL EDGE, itself! I wonder if this is a dangerous position. I’ll bet they get lots of splinters.
“lead program manager”
At a company that doesn’t believe in capital letters. I can dig it. Rage against the machine, you rebels!
Okay, I wasn’t really jealous of this guy. I don’t know if I could work in an environment where there’s such a critical shortage of spaces.
It’s simple. It’s strong. It’s mysterious. Smoooooooth. You can see how it captivates.
See, now, you have to admire someone who really CARES, like that. And if they’re getting PAID for it, good for them!
“Lo, Bill came down from the mountaintop. And he saw that there were 64 bits, and the 64 bits, they were VERY GOOD!”
This would be worth it for the hat alone, don’t you think?
… and my personal favorite…
A tear sprang to my eye. This is a man in touch with the deepest recesses of his very soul. How brave.