Nothing to flaunt about

bright peacockMy life is pretty boring. I don’t really have nothing to flaunt about. I’m not a person who likes to brag anyway. It would be nice to have something to show but I got nothing special. Yesterday when I wrote about internet on One Line Sunday, it does have its disadvantages. People’s lives seem to be much more exciting than mine. I try not to get affected by it because it’s really their life and they’re all strangers to me. Besides, people who flaunt their lives on the internet probably need reassurance of their own existence. Some study says that kind of people isn’t really happy. If they were they would keep things to themselves. But since the internet was invented, people have had the urge to post anything online. I guess they want to have that 15 minutes of fame at least for once in their lifetime. Even if it’s just among friends and family. I got enough of attention at home so I don’t need to flaunt my things to a bunch strangers.

It’s a shame only people who flaunt and has a certain personality get more opportunities in life. Even in a job search. If you’re not that well-groomed and sociable, you’re a loser. Unless you’re a man, then you can look like hell and still have better chances. Maybe not if you look like a hobo though. The point is if you’re not presentable and outgoing, you get overlooked. You have to make yourself a brand. Being human isn’t enough it seems. Introverted and reserved isn’t really something to brag about since people see it as a negative thing. Those who are not afraid to market themselves get chosen for a job they’ve applied for. It’s not only about your skills, it’s about your personality too and if you fit into the companies images. In other words, job search sucks and it gets worse.

Recently I’ve bumped into blogs I usually don’t find. I was actually looking for something totally different. Bloggers who have either blogs about fashion, interior design or food blogs get attention. What they have in common is photos of the blogger. It seems you have to post photos of yourself online to get recognition. Those photos need to look professional too. Since when have ordinary people become models? Isn’t really important how a blogger looks like? There is no mystery left in these blogs. The blogs all look the same. Sure they got information to people who like that kind of stuff. But there are too much of the same subjects online. You have to flaunt about your presence and then one day sponsors will find you so you can keep on flaunting about your new found success. Or that’s what the motive for these blogs seems to be. I wish my blog would attract employers like that but this is the real world and it only happens in dreams.

At least I dare to be different. I refuse to follow the crowd. If I wanted to get paid to blog I would have chosen a different subject. Except that I don’t follow fashion, I don’t care how my home looks like, I eat what I want without getting overweight and I eat my cooking as soon it gets finished. That’s in a nutshell. Other people do it much better than me so I stick to what I know. I could flaunt with that I dare to be different but there is no point really. I know what I can and that’s what matters and not what others might think. Small circles are the best so that should be enough.

A blessing and a curse


Describing yourself is the hardest thing. Especially when it comes to job searching. The career coaching I’m attending at the moment, we’re talking about CV’s and how to make one. I for one don’t really know what my strengths are. I can do a lot of things but I don’t know how to put them into words. We Finns are not used to toot our own horn. We don’t want to brag about ourselves and our skills. We think we sound too self-absorbed if we do. It’s also because of jealousy of other people. Succesful people are usually seen as arrogant because they’re confident and proud of their work. That’s something some Finns can’t stand.

It’s a blessing and a curse to be as versatile as I am. I’m sure some of you out there who are multitaskers know what I mean. I’m not best at anything but good in lot of things. That’s a blessing.
The curse is, I don’t know what I want to do more. That’s what makes job searching so difficult for me. I don’t know what I really want. There’s a lot but I can’t describe it what it is. So when I showed my CV to the coach and she said I should write what kind of photographer I am (that’s the main thing for me) and what are my 5 most important skills in that area. That’s makes me go hmm, I don’t know. I don’t even know what those are. I can’t rate myself like that. No one has really told me. It’s much easier to know what you do on your free time and what you like then. But you can’t make a living of it.

What I do know is that I’m good at listening. That’s a rare gift. People can talk about anything and they think I don’t hear. But I actually do. I observe. I can concentrate on my own things but I still hear what people talk about. I don’t eavesdrop on every word but I still hear. When my mother told me to do something (chores and such) and I was doing something else, she thought I couldn’t hear her but I did. It could get a little annoying to be disturbed if I were in a middle of a story I were writing. Just because I do my own, doesn’t mean I become hard of hearing.

It’s so much easier to know what you can’t do. You try to be positive but the negative thoughts come creeping in anyway. I could give a long list about things I can’t do the top of my head. You just have to find something positive out of the negative and you’ll be out of the water. And when you do, you should not be afraid to toot your own horn because you deserve it.