My small-town paper ran an article on a local marketing firm celebrating 10 years of business. It’s a great little firm; all women, minority-owned, successful. In those 10 years, this woman started in her living room and now employs 4 other women, and perhaps, just maybe, me.
I sent them a quick pitch letter, congratulating their 10 years of business, and saying coincidently, 10 years ago, I shelved mine to work on the family. In the ten years she’s grown her business, I’ve grown my family and discovered the vast benefits of minivans, the lack of benefits in healthcare, why you need deodorant in your car, staying up ‘til midnight for Harry, soccer, scouts, divorce, braces and just how long past the sell-date you can ingest without going to the ER. What a long strange trip it’s been.
I didn’t plan on completely shelving the work, but let’s face it: the only person that can seem to actually work with a kid (or 5 ) in tow is, apparently, Sarah Palin. (someone please do a urine test on that woman, would you?) The rest of us know that the moment the client calls, is the moment the dog pukes, the fights commence, the toilet overflows, the in-laws invade, the teens taunt, bats fly down the chimney, doorbell rings, kids cry, the storm hits.
Ten years is a long time. Congrats to this woman-owned business and her well-deserved success. But to all prospective employers: please be patient and forgiving of my ten year hiatus; really, I too have been working quite hard, and am now ready, willing and able to jump back to the workforce. Please don’t dismiss my absence as folly. I’ve been hard at work too. Really, it’s not as easy as Palin makes it look.