In a world where the Internet brings new meaning to "life in the fast lane", I am faced with its handful on unwanted baggage with my thumb in the air. I was once rolling on that road of optimism and extended reach, now I sit motionless waiting for the road to take me. When I was younger I could meet someone who worked for a company and the next day I'd have an interview. That was a time when there were still homes without the Internet. Now, it's not so easy, so, I would like the take the time to introduce myself. If things keep going at the rate they have, you and I will never meet.
My name is Nani, I'm 22, and I'm part Hawaiian. I have green eyes and an olive complexion, but you'll never know it, because we'll never meet. I've been told that my personality is great, I'm funny and wittier than Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert, and I write my own stuff. I have a strong work ethic and I dream big so I can accomplish more than anyone else, but you'll never know it because we'll never meet.
Okay, I don't want to sound too much like Maya Angelou so let me tell you what I'm getting at. In a digital age, where I can send and receive information faster than I can wipe my ass, I am stuck. (No pun intended) While I search for that dream job I've had in mind for years, I am finding myself willing to settle for anything that remotely relates to media, including coloring contest. It's as though I've been stood up by every company I've applied for. It's like I'm in an online dating nightmare. I put my stats out there, graduate, experience, leadership, skills, but something is missing. I can't help but get frustrated and wonder, how will they ever know, because we'll never meet.
What I am on paper is just like Sally or Sam who graduated in my class, but what Sally and Sam don't have, are green eyes, olive skin, and the ability to wow the socks off every stiff asshole in the industry. So there, I have resolved to stop writing fluff emails about my stats. I am making an attempt to be real--I'll let you know what they say.