The spoiled emo 5 year old in me is back…

I love to act like a 5 year old with ADD sometimes. When my boss sends around emails asking if anyone wants to attend a conference, instead of the standard: “I would love to be included, many thanks” I always reply “oohh OOOH… PICK MEEEE!” and copy the whole department in. I’m famous for bucking the corporate trend and calling everyone “dude” and telling suppliers they “rock the party that rocks the party” in official emails. It’s just me, and people always comment on how refreshing it is. But as with every 5 year old with ADD, I’m not always cute. I also have my spoiled brat moments and though they are infrequent and mostly in private, they happen.

Like now for instance: My amazing and very hardworking boyfriend and partner in crime, Shaun Custers, is down in Cape Town as we speak, blogging the Standard Bank Pro20 final. Through his passion for cricket & social media and his awesome new venture – SA Cricket Blog – he was chosen by Standard Bank as the only Gauteng blogger to travel to the final and live blog it. And very deservedly so – he has been really committed to blogging the Pro20 games this season.

“Woah, hold on a minute!” you may be saying “but don’t you work for Standard Bank?”.
Yes. I do, and the Achiever Box at the final is a part of my biggest, and most favourite campaign to date (www.standardbank.co.za/achiever), one I have been working on non-stop since July last year. But in these “tough economic times” (gawd, I hate that term!) budgets are tight and the Bank can’t just be sending people off on Weekends in Cape Town, that would be irresponsible and unfair to our customers. I understand that and as a customer myself, fully support it.

Well, the 25 year old me does. The ADD stricken 5 year old inside is whining; “but it’s MY campaign… why can’t I be there…whyyyyyy mommmmeeeee!?!?!”. As I sit here alone in my study with the sound of my annoying neighbours in the background instead of seagulls and a smog-laden Johannesburg my view instead of “the Mountain”, the 5 year old is winning the battle.

I know I’m being a spoiled brat – I have had more awesome opportunities in the last year than Shaun has had in his whole life. I am very very happy for him and even more proud of him.

But that doesn’t mean I’m not pouting. And boy, am I pouting!