Tell Management You Have A Podcast


Job interviews. Employers want to know the number of your followers on Face, Instagram, Twitter, Tik Tok, YouTube etc. for two reasons:

1. You could help them plug in that sweet potato drink they are struggling with. The main competition is Coca Cola, which is running a clandestine operation to be top dog again, and it seems to be working.

2. Employers also want to check your online activity to cover their back. You might be a Donald Trump sound-alike with your own Truth Social. Worse still, you might be active in sites that violate the Human Rights Code, internationally.

Great news. You were vetted and got the job, but after six months with the company, you set up a podcast called I’m Responsible in your kitchen. For what? I’m responsible for the state of my teeth. It’s a complete give-away that I’m a three-pronged coffee drinker: morning, noon and 3 p.m. coffee break. I’m responsible for my weight. I’m responsible for my homelessness, everything. It’s not bad luck. Neither is it a curse.

The podcast is a runaway success, pops up insane daily views, more than that Katt Williams interview on Shannon Sharpe’s show, Club Shay Shay. You don’t tell the boss because it is not related to your job. Somehow, he stumbles upon the podcast I’m Responsible. He loves it and boasts about it. Top management on the 6th floor is not amused. They fire you for misrepresentation and conflict of interest.

Misrepresentation?  You didn’t tell them about it.

Conflict of interest? About 85,000 subscribers in just three months, means they are more interested in you as a person and not your 9-5 job.

Your immediate boss is also baffled at the quit letter because both of you work for a top secret government project. You cut your losses. It’s  wrap. You collect your shoes under the desk and move out of your kitchen to a small studio. The podcast continues to make waves. When one door closes, another one opens.

Nonqaba waka Msimang

Executive Blogger

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