It may be cliché but the older I get, the truer it seems. Is it because I have “been around the block”? "The past is catching up with me"?
Generally speaking, “it’s a small world” is viewed positively.
Take today’s job market, for instance. I have a college kid who’s looking for a summer internship. It’s nearly impossible to get a job after school these days without having a notable, successful internship. In days past, you sent a resume, had an interview and got the job based purely on your skill set and personality.
Not so these days.
The world revolves, good or bad, around whom you know. So living in a small community and having parents who went to large schools can make a big world seem a teensy bit smaller. That is definitely the positive side of “it’s a small world.”
My daughter previously refused to “use” anyone so she stubbornly made the job fair circuit. I admire her determination. However, there are times when people are pleased to help you like those who’ve bowled with you every New Year’s Eve while growing up and lived across the street for years. They’d rather hire a kid with whom they have history, a known commodity, instead of someone they’ve just met.
As days towards summer tick off the calendar and possibly a little applied pressure, we encouraged her to send her resume to a few dear friends who have successful businesses. Within an hour she received a reply.
“Hello Miss Amanda-
It is very ironic, but we are looking for a marketing / advertising intern for the summer. The potential candidate must have the following skill set:
• Big Ten Conference
• Young, energetic, outgoing personality
• Family history of good athletic genes
Let me know when you are available to interview with my sales manager, Tom Johnson.
(Note: I went to college with him and we were very good (platonic!) friends. I swear.)
“He’s not joking. Just having fun with you. That’s what he thinks of you. Cool, right? Follow up with a date to meet his sales manager.”
It’s a small world.
Recently I had a conversation with “Steve” and he told me he hired T.J. Johnson, a guy from college.
While in the end, we ultimately became friends,T.J. and I weren’t just "friends" for several months our sophomore year. And the reason we stopped hanging out was that he wasn’t a good kisser. Very shallow of me, I know.
There’re times when the phrase “it’s a small world” is awkward. This is one of those times.
By now, T.J. knows Gina’s daughter is coming in for an interview, which makes it necessary to tell her that I know him. Details will be conveniently left out. Hopefully he has a poor memory.
“You have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince” is a great cliché as well.
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