I think Spam is starting to effect my mental health and self esteem.

I’m seriously starting to feel my penis is too small, not hard enough, doesn’t stay hard long enough and that women frequently laugh at me behind my back. I’m considering an implant, Viagra, buying self esteem in a bottle or starring in porn to prove I do have what it takes please a woman.

I thought I was fine, but then I started reading my Spam folder. I missed a few fantastic opportunities – like being quoted in Parents Magazine for an article about those horrible Bratz Dolls- because I was letting my Spam filter delete.

What? I don’t have a penis? Then why are they sending me all this mail?

I complain a lot about how women and children are marketed and advertised to in ways that make them feel like crap about themselves. It’s unhealthy and it has long-term consequences. I think men must have a super-thick skin to be able to overlook all the demeaning slams against the size, appearance and performance of their penis.  No wonder men seem so pissed off at women. They think we hate their rod and laugh behind their backs.

Is this type of marketing effective? Is that why they do it? Do men click on the link for Viagra and buy some after constant and repeated offerings to stop women from laughing at them?

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I Feel Bad About My Penis

In order to reach these folks, I had to get my hands on a one complete list of names. A complete list did not exist because many of the sales people did not work in one locale.

I did everything you would think to do: made phone calls, sent e-mails, visited colleagues in various locations in the city, had endless meetings. No one could either get me a list or give me the name of the person in charge of The List.

When I asked my manager for help, she remarked “…you’re a vp, you should know how to get this done…” So, I was on my own…and guess what? It turned out to be a mess.

This week, here at b5.media, where I’m lucky enough to contribute, I was experiencing mind-boggling technical difficulties with this site.

I would say that the b5 community is made up of a group of very talented and, compassionate professionals. Within a very short time, Christina and Aaron, two extremely busy b5 bloggers, came to my rescue.

After several hours of research, testing and more testing, we were able to solve the problem. The fascinating aspect of this story is that I’ve never met Christina or Aaron in person. They really don’t even know me, except through occasional e-mail correspondence.

Yet, they were willing to take time out of their schedules to help, along with a few others at b5. I find this to be an amazing position to be in — considering I saw the folks at my previous job everyday and yet, no valuable help — mostly I was considered to be a pain.

So, to Christina and Aaron and everyone else at b5 media…thank you, and if I can return the favor in any way, please let me know.

image: allposters.com

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A Virtual Helping Hand.

What if you learned the knowledge about who you are and what you are about have absolutely nothing to do with your reflection?…that the life role you took on for yourself was just that — a role. Was it all an invention?

When I was in high school and then college, I thought I knew the professional life I was meant to lead: Marketing executive. So, that was the path on which I meandered for some twenty some-odd years.

I started out as the excited apprentice, moved on to the overbearing middle manager, to the seasoned Sr. manager, to the jaded Vice President. I wore the expected costumes for each part. I walked and talked with polish and confidence; but somewhere, very deep inside I knew I was headed for something completely different.

And here I am — alone in my suburban New Jersey home with my dog, running The Pet Set – very far from where I started.

The interesting thing is that as a young girl, in my visual fantasies about my adult self, I was always standing in a very bright kitchen (yellow)…not in a sky scraper in Manhattan. But of course, money, the expectations of others and recognition were what led me away from what I saw back then.

How did I get here? And who is the person in the mirror? Is it the real Kim or is it the impostor? And when will I know for sure?

In the mean time, I know I’m better at doing what I’m now doing than I ever was at my previous positions in marketing…although, my knowledge of marketing, is helping to make The Pet Set successful…and the kitchen could use a coat of paint.

Image: flickr.com

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Brilliant Disguise.