- Charleston, SC, US
- $49 /hr
- Available now
Hi, I’m Gabrielle!
So, it’s funny because I’ve had a lot of experience in sales and marketing and I mean…I could probably sell a brick wall to the other side of that brickmore...Hi, I’m Gabrielle!
So, it’s funny because I’ve had a lot of experience in sales and marketing and I mean…I could probably sell a brick wall to the other side of that brick wall and they? It? Those? The walls? (whatever) would be happy. ANYWAYS… I sat here for literally 47.5 minutes trying to sell myself on this “About Me” section…and I really could not think of a clever way of saying “HEY CALL ME TO CHAT!!” without sounding like I’m soliciting my voice over the internet (ew gross).
SO, failing miserably, I decided to get up from my desk, make a cup of tea, prance around my house in my fluffy slippers, to take a moment and reflect on why I was actually starting this business.
Money to adopt more four-legged creatures from the shelter? (Dang-it GABRIELLE. NO. Focus!!)
A new career? Maybe? Well, no, not really necessary. I have a fulltime day-job.
Sitting there, staring at my neon-colored fluffy slippers, it reminded me of how my co-workers call me a unicorn. Mostly because I’m all about that bass...about that bass…
jk – About positivity and being surrounded by positivity.
Honestly, people probably think that I’m that weird emoji…you know, the one that pukes rainbows. They definitely think I’m the unicorn emoji. I haven’t yet earned the other (I will get there, mark my words).
Seriously though, my cubical is filled with motivational posters and MAYBE (just maybe) a quote about Elle Woods.
But, you know, I haven’t always been like this. For about a decade I was surrounded by “darkness.” Depression, bullying, abuse, isolation, and all the counterparts that come with these shades.
But what pulled me through those years?
Learning to laugh at myself, to communicate with myself and with my own spirit allowed me to commute better with others. You're probably thinking, "oh god, this again... 'love yourself first before you love others' crap..." well, before you close your browser…no...NO BRENDA that is not where I was going with this.
–sorry if your name is Brenda…beautiful...beautiful name ;)
Well, before we go on, let's start with the basics, shall we?
I'm a 24-year-old recent graduate. A southern gal from one of the best colleges in the world (According to the Travel and Leisure Magazine), the College of Charleston. But hey, after a few victory-laps I obtained a piece of paper they call a diploma. Mine said "Bachelor of Arts, Communications" but I'm beginning to think they sent me the wrong paper because I’m pretty certain I obtained my degree as a “Bad Ass of Communications.”
Let’s back up a little, if you haven’t noticed (and if I haven’t scared you off yet):
I am very sarcastic and very witty. In sum, I'm a smart ass. You'll get used to it. Maybe?
Do not fear, I'm pretty funny for a smart ass (at least that's what I tell myself).
The biggest thing I've learned in my entire two decades of life (which isn't much, but it's somethin') is that I was taking life too seriously, for far too long. I was so critical. So anxious. So worried. ALL OF THE TIME. I’ve had a tattoo on my back since I was 16 years old. It says “courage” and in all honesty I was lookin’ for that courage for a long time. How ironic, I couldn’t see the “courage” inked into my skin unless I had some help –by looking at my own self through a mirror. I've been through depression. I've been through isolation. I've been there. But we will get to that.
Basically, I've learned that you only realize someone genuinely cares when there’s a heightened level of reciprocity with another person. Just like that stinkin’ mirror. It allowed me to see myself, and to see the art on my body. Thanks mirror. You’re the best.
Same stuff with people. When someone helps you out by allowing you to feel seen or to feel heard you naturally feel closer with that person. We need others to talk to. We need others to communicate with. That's what I'm here for. To help you, guide you, and transform your communication aptitude. But communication is scary sometimes. And to be honest, I SUCKED at communication. So, I decided to get my degree in communications to learn how to communicate better.
So, as I sat there looking at my fluffy slippers I started biting my nails (because it’s apparently a bad habit and people tell me not to do it so I do it anyways as a form of rebellion). You do it too. Don’t deny it. ANYWAYS. I looked up and saw the quote by Nadja Swarovski that I have hanging on my wall. It reads: "Truly powerful people are not concerned about their power, but about being in a position of being able to empower."
That is why I am doing this. This is to empower others.
People need reciprocity and they need someone to connect with. I didn’t have this until a few years ago, and once I did everything changed. I was empowered and became the obnoxious office unicorn that brightens everyone’s day because of my idealistic optimism.
This is why I want to empower others.
BECAUSE it feels fricken good.
It feels good to be happy.
It feels good to be able to communicate with people and to have people communicate with me.
People like happy people, it’s a science
My point is, my degree is valuable. And I want to do something meaningful with it. It is considered a soft science, but soft sciences are going to be needed more than ever as technology and detachment increases.
So, if you are still here reading this and haven’t exited the browser ...
1. HEYYYY. Thanks pal (kudos) and
2. My point is this: I’m starting this business as a communications consultant. I know the ins and outs of communication. From media to interpersonal, I’ve got you covered. I know most of my “About Me” section focuses on counseling (ish) or describing me as a kind of “life coach” but, if you need help with your business in the realm of communications: from the organizational culture of the workplace, the communications operations sector, or just advice on office politics, I’m your gal.