Someone recently told me I need to work smarter. No elaboration just a matter of fact statement.
Please, Judger of Work Intelligence, show me the way. Don’t make my life a fable:
“the girl who learned she worked wrong”
There was a girl wandering the world working stupid.
Working stupid over here.
Working stupid over there.
Everybody could see her working stupid. Then, one day, the Judger of Work Intelligence pointed it out to her. He told her “You need to work smarter. I know you are trying really hard and not getting the results you want. I know that. We all know that. It’s hard to watch.
There is a way to achieve the goals you desire but I’m here to tell you, what you are doing, that’s not it.”
With that, the Judger of Work Intelligence disappeared
Then she knew, she didn’t know how to work smart.
Don’t just tell me something like that, put your top hot back on and light a cigar in the moonlight. .
Offer a solution
I need one.
They have to be better than the ones I’ve been coming up with
-go back to school
-move to Mexico
In other words, quit.
Believe me I’m ready to throw in the towel. I have the towel in my hand, I’ve already dramatically raised it above my head and now I just need to throw it, hopefully in the face of someone who really hates getting towels thrown in their face.
Truth is, he is right. I do need to work smarter. And he gave me some great advice. He said “make a list of the ten people who can help you, and figure out how to meet them.” Which made me realize, I don’t know who can help me. Not only that, I don’t even know how to figure it out. I know how to write humorous flash fiction type of things, I know how to get booked on a show, and I know how to serve drinks but, meet important and powerful people? No clue.
Plus I barely have time to visit the bartender I have a crush on.
The thing is, I’m an Irish Catholic from Boston, we work hard not smart. Why? Priorities. I crave good friends and fun times far more than turning my art into a business. I don’t do a lot of self promotion with industry people. Why? It’s not fun. I’d rather spend my time writing funny quips that people will laugh at. Or short videos where I get to collaborate with people I like. Then I want to go have a few drinks.
So yeah, for the record, I know I need to work smarter.
But I don’t want to.
On that note, if you or someone you know can help me….
Thanks for listening!
Kendra is a stand up comic living in Brooklyn where she owns a super comfortable bed. She spends most of her time wondering where the hell her sugar daddy is and hoping he didn’t settle.