Blast. It was like walking into the interview room all over again. A dash of cologne and my finest suit and tie. And my resume impressively presented to the interviewer, peering over her horn-rimmed spectacles. Not only did I have to be real, I had to smile, every once in a while, and nod my head in agreement. I had to remind myself to do this regularly because I had this tendency to be opinionated. It may seem like a weakness now, but the thing is, I did have confidence in what I was selling.
Back then, I did have to act cautiously. I had to exercise tact. And, oh man, I had to be polite. Because just one ounce of impatience could also mean a possible case of certifiable insubordination and the exit door would be waiting for me. And outside of that door would be another two hundred hopeful cases waiting to follow me. Today, not much has changed. It is as competitive as it’s ever going to be. And I have to say I enjoy the thrill of it. It’s not entirely healthy, but I enjoy the thrill of not getting enough hours sleep in the night on account of my excitement.
It’s my social media work, you see. I hate to sound like a cliché, but there you go, it’s what gets me up in the morning. Quite early as it turns out. After I’ve gloated at a few more dozen real likes that came in overnight, I spend a few more minutes planning my day. How is my Instagram posting schedule going to clock today? How many posts do I need to send out today? And when is my next due date? That kind of thing. I skip breakfast, another nasty habit because I can’t wait to head off downtown.
This is one part of my day I really like. While everyone else is rushing off to work, in suit and tie, I’m sitting at my favourite café checking out the morning’s papers. And I’ve got my mobile with me too. Reading, regular reading, is good prep for your Instagram work. You get to keep your posts real because you’re talking about things that actually happened. You don’t have to cook up a phony opening line by way of an anecdote. You just keep it real. And people, man, they just love it. So, for every Instagram like I buy, I get another ten.
Only these are the real deal. Don’t ask me how this happens. Ask my boys at the back. Just holler out, hey, bot. because that’s all they are. All good because they’ve been designed to service your needs. I tell you, it can be nerve-wracking running your own business. It’s pressure, pressure all of the time. But I like to call it a healthy pressure. It keeps you motivated to do more. It keeps you motivated to be on the money. Every time.