HistoryFour years ago I started what I thought would be my dream job… It wasn’t, as it turns out I hated it after only six months of being there. I even was so bold as to tell my boss how much I hated the job she gave me. Yes I know what you are thinking, how could I be so stupid, irresponsible, and ungrateful. It was a very conflicted time for me and I didn’t really know how to handle it all. Fast forward another year and nothing much had changed, I should have left but didn’t know where to go. I didn’t want to go into another full time job, I didn’t know anything about owning a business and I don’t have a college degree. One day a friend told me about a book called The Four Hour Work Week by Timothy Ferriss. This book changed my life forever, I had never thought that I could be an entrepreneur before but this book was very insightful. It also wrecked me because I didn’t have the type of business that Mr. Ferriss had and unfortunately the book didn’t give you the idea just the follow through. I was missing half the puzzle. With this new found fire I started doing some research, a lot of research! I plotted my way out of the 9-5 hole that I felt I was in and finally my window opened a couple years later. I was free! After being laid off from a job I wasn’t fond of, I unlike everyone who was apologizing profusely for my new found unemployment, wasn’t afraid anymore. I had a plan, I walked out of the building for the last time and day one of my freedom had begun!
I dusted off my best suit, called my photographer friend Nina, it was time to get a good headshot photo! I found someone to help me update my work history, check out Fiverr they have all kinds of freelancers willing to do odd jobs for as little as $5, then made a list of all the production companies I knew in my local area. After the first couple of stops I felt entirely overdressed in my suit, but still made some traction and started to build relationships. I was able to get enough work to sustain myself for the first few months but let my emails laps and felt forgotten. I was chasing my tail, letting the relationships grow stagnant, I had been noticed but not being remembered! |
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