What a month, eh? So much padded wall-level induced activity all around, I know I feel like a bumper car in a maddening institution. Except every bounce-back is a welcome push to a new direction, destination be damned. Speaking of new directions, last year I thought I’d give that a whirl – at least in theory. I decided I would change my outlook and profession toward something more collective, so to speak. That’s right – goat herding.
So, OK, I wasn’t really a goat herder. At least not in the literal sense. It was just a little fun I had with Linkedin. If you don’t know what Linkedin is, well apparently, neither do a lot of the people who actually use it.
How do I know that? Well, because once in a while I like to test the efficacy of certain operating procedures in my world. This time I wondered about the notifications effectiveness on Linkedin, so I made a couple of changes to my profile. I changed my name to Shelley Miller and I ramped up my rather average marketing title to ‘Goat Herder’. I also changed my location to Montana for good measure and then I kept that profile up for two weeks.
Do you know what kind of response I got to all these changes in my life? Nothing. Nada. Not even a blip on any social media radar. Is it me? Apparently I have to really, really up my game in business social media
Why not? Apparently I can be anything I want on Linkedin anyway. I’m seriously considering ‘Fire Hula Hooping Rocket Scientist’, tagline: “We light the fire under your landing pads”!
Maybe it’s better to leave plain marketing as is and turn to Memey Vice. Let’s face it, this post has gone to the dogs anyway and what the hell, let’s stick some goats in while we’re at it.
Don’t ever underestimate a sheep or goat-herding woman, dog… Just sayin’.
Hold your horses, the goats are coming…
Who knew goats could be so baa-ad ass?
Oh man, that’s cold. … Well, excuse me… at least I goat the last word…
Have an awesome weekend, all. See ya when I see ya.