Thursday, March 31, 2011

Gypsy blood

My dad always talks about having gypsy blood. Not that we are actually descended from the Romanian people known for traveling around living off the land ( or the metro/subway, etc). But that he can't stay in one place for long.

I can't either.

Up until I came to Utah I had never lived anywhere longer than 6 years. It was something I'd become proud of, in an odd sort of way. I even wrote a paper about being the new kid for my high school english class. (I wonder if I could find that paper now...)

For the first few years that I lived in Provo, it wasn't like I really lived here. More like I stayed here until the summer came and I got to go home. That all changed in 2009. I graduated and got a great job. (You'll be reading more about my job as it comes, I have all sorts of thoughts about that. Prepare for geekdom!)

Now I've been in Provo for the last three years (I came back in August '08 and haven't really left since). I've changed apartments every year since then.


The Submarine House 2008-2009

The house on the corner. 2009-2010

I'm feeling that itch again. 

It's in my blood! How am I supposed to help it?

I need to go home and rearrange my room. Maybe that will help.

Falling

Daily I monitor the social media universe for my company. When I started, no one even cared that people might be talking about us. And truthfully, we are a small enough company that not that many people were talking about us. My initial research found only 10 or so mentions of us in more than two years. I’m sure there are some blogs that I missed (like I said, I was just an intern, figuring this all out). Even counting for that, it means there aren’t that many people out there talking about us.
One day, I found a blog that had reviewed a new competitor of ours, I sent it to my boss who immediately sent it to our entire sales/marketing department. This was a completely new competitor that we had never heard of, so we thought everyone should be aware of it. One of our well-meaning sales people commented on the post and seemed quite negative about the competitor, without doing his research before commenting. At first, when I found out he responded, I was excited that we were going to be joining a conversation that directly affects our industry. Then I read what he wrote.
The post was based on a good idea, basically encouraging people to make sure the product was capable of what it was promoting before getting too excited. However, the sarcasm this employee uses in every day life was included in his post, a place where people can’t hear inflection and no one knows the personality of the person commenting.
The School of Social Media makes it easy to learn a lesson, if you’re willing to be taught. What lessons did I learn? That we can’t wait any longer for a social media strategy; that if you interact with someone, they’ll respond; don’t let your competitor have a better response than you.
How can we prevent episodes like this from happening again? Other than making the intial email about the new competition a little clearer as to why we’re sending it out.

Peeking

Peeking over the edge before you jump can get you into trouble, at least if you’re afraid of heights like me. I hate seeing how far away ground is, my knees start shaking and I can’t even force myself to jump. I tried bungee jumping once, got all hooked up to the cord and stood on the edge of the platform counting to ten over and over again. I never jumped. My little brother, my mom and my dad all did. I chickened out. How does this all relate to social media?
Well, after I started this blog and posted my first post, I realized I didn’t really know what I was going to write about. In a sense, I was peeking over the edge, attempting to guide my free fall. Is that a bad thing? Only if it keeps me from actually learning and writing. I am JUMPING this time!

Jumping

I’ve taken to reading a lot of blogs about social media and the influence it is having on businesses daily. The discussion is never ending, appropriately so, because social media is constantly changing and updating. Some of the people writing about it seem to have absolutely no idea what they are saying and others have some experience and seem to have legitimate insights. Although, it seems like a good idea to rag on those that have no idea what they’re saying, the very nature of social media discourages me from being too harsh.
As long as they are not purporting themselves as experts, why can’t anyone say what they think? Isn’t that the premise behind social media? I guess, maybe, I’m hoping that’s how you will all treat my ramblings. That’s also the idea behind these types of posts on my blog. I sort of feel like I’m jumping off a cliff simply because everybody’s doing it. But, at least this is a cliff I’ve been approaching for a while and I hope to find some great insights during the free fall.

Epiphany

I just realized why I have trouble going to work some times.

It's not because I don't like my job. I actually have a fabulous job.

It's not because I don't like the people I work with. I really like my coworkers. (I even went on a cruise with my boss.)

It's not because I don't like Utah.

It's because this is where I am now. I'm not working for some future goal anymore. I went to elementary school so I could go to middle school. I went to middle school so I could go to high school. I went to college so I could a good job. I got a good job so I could" ____."

See the problem? I need to redefine my purpose and sense of self. I did so many random jobs in college because they were short term, or just a stepping stone on my way to somewhere else. Now I'm here. Right?