Why Japan’s Tsunami Triggered an Enormous Whirlpool I may not know, what I do know is how to get out of an traumatizing whirlpool of emotions work can sometimes generate.
The ebbing of a temblor with SV’s project began about 3 weeks ago, when the PR agency we’d hired boomed at me for their payments not coming through. I calmed them and blamed it on the ecosystem of developing countries (I come up with creative BS when pushed into a corner). Then, the detonator of the bomb was dropped – the project may get canned.
When I read the words on the screen, my fingers grew numb, and my mind froze. That was 3 months of work down the drain. And the worst part, there are some dignitaries and a dozen millionaires involved. My career is doomed, since I have been communicating with them. I’m getting deported.
The following weeks, I worked like a zombie. Yes, I still worked on the project, since there was a bleak ray that things may turn around, and then we’d be in a tearing hurry as the wheels had stopped being in motion.
Last Friday, I had to call with the organizing company to collect some contact information. I cautioned them about the impact of the cancellation, and spurred out some names of people who’d agreed to be at the event. And the trick somehow worked. Pressures were applied, and we’re chugging happily towards the event date next month.
But now its gotten crazy again, this time in a happy way – I have another event early April with the New Year party client (DM), and the phone is ringing off the hook!
Writing has deficiently gained limelight. After dinner, nearly every other day, I write either articles, or blogs for about 2 hours.
Even after my flu shot, the Social Media Marketing bug has caught on (that was a really bad stab at a joke). I am successfully marketing for client on Facebook, Twitter & LinkedIn; everyone’s happy at the end of this chaotic week as the till brings in sonorous sales.
