I did my research, perused the blog and website, signed up for a free trial, dowloaded apps on my phone and read through their API documentation. I felt this role would be awesome for me because it involved updating content on all these channels and I was genuinely interested as the product was fun & cool and within my passion trifecta (fashion/tech/music).
It was abrupt and it stopped me in my tracks. What made me breakout in an Imposter Syndrome rash was that, each and every team member in the SF office of this awesome org was impressive in an intimidating way. There were people that built robots in the past, people that play the banjo, medics, biotechs, Stanford grads, MIT educated….I pretty much let the inner voice in and it said ‘nope, no and yeah…no.”
The problem was that the content manager role is perfect for me, and THEM.
……and I want to make it happen.
6 hours later……….
Here is the new game plan-
Work on Fashghan Whigs /60 Minutes. It is part of my portfolio of work and it has been looking bad lately. Stupid updates.
I am going to chill with Headspace /20 minutes
Write Cover Letter/45 minutes – describing how I’m a genius too dammit!