Last night, I was working late on a client’s social media campaign. Yes, I am single, but have never gotten all that serious about dating… and most of my experiences with dating sites has been… well… kind of shit. It started as a tongue-in-cheek comment about giving away an iPad to try and hustle up dates… and… *voila*. An idea.
Why not apply the same simple guerilla marketing principles to myself as a “product”, and see if I can prove that you can bypass traditional means of marketing/communication with a small time investment and a good idea. And thus far, it is proving right. Because all I invested, so far, is an hour on a blog post. Yes, it will cost me 2 iPads in the future (if this succeeds)… but… I see it as a small price to pay to a) make my point and b) maybe even meet someone.
Traditional means were failing. I don’t go out to clubs and pubs. Networking events are, by and large, filled with the same dull faces. I was attracting the wrong “customers”… I was investing my valuable time with strategies that weren’t converting. In business, you would look for creative alternatives. So why not do it for me too? I also needed to rebuild my blog audience, so it seemed to be a win-win experiment.
At the time of writing, I have had 500 Pageviews on that single post since posting it at lunchtime. I have had it retweeted by key influencers not only in Perth, but over East as well, and have had a massive spike in traffic.
And I don’t even have as many followers as I did 4 months ago… I deleted my 2000-follower account and started again from scratch. And yet… here we are.
One idea. One hour. One blog post. And I already have media attention, because I know who to approach.
Get people talking about it. The rest takes care of itself. Put simply:
- It’s not about how many followers you have.
- Creativity rules. Take risks.
- Have a thick skin.
- Don’t conform.
- HAVE FUN WITH IT.
I have under 400 followers on Twitter these days. I used to have a more popular account, but I decided to start again a few months ago. But, I know who to approach. I know who’s retweets will generate traffic. I know how to get media interest. These things are just good old-fashioned networking and marketing skills.
It also doesn’t really matter if you are ‘popular’ or not. In fact, being hated will often work wonders for a marketing campaign… because people are still talking about it. Yeah, I have my fair share of critics, and have (deliberately) made some enemies along the way… but there will always be those who are threatened by these strategies, because they are trying to profit from bad advice. They don’t take risks, they just do the safe stuff. And… good for them, I guess… and all I will say is… aw bless.
But in reality, all it takes is one person, one hour, and the right idea and it will work. Don’t listen to those that are selling you tickets to the middle of the road… because middle of the road means ordinary. And ordinary, in an era where we are saturated with messaging, white noise.
Will this work? Who knows. I would like to think it will! But the point is not so much that I need a man (I really don’t lol), but more the point that it is the fun ideas that make my job worth doing. I hope to keep you up to date with the progress and results… stats don’t lie. And if I get that “conversion”, well, looks like I have to go buy 2 iPads, doesn’t it. :)

















In defence of knob gags.
This morning, I woke up to a fun meme on Twitter. The #changelovetoknobsongs hashtag. For those that are unfamiliar with how these things take off, it generally means everyone gets on board, tries to have some fun with it, and after a little while, we all move on and everything goes back to normal. 95% of the posts are crap, but there is a portion that will have you laughing so hard, it is worth it.
When Julia Gillard ousted Kevin Rudd as Prime Minister, #spill was born. #ausvotes2010 has emerged as the hashtag for the Australian Federal Election. It helps people to connect, live, during an event on Twitter. The commentary is a mixed bag. Most of it is crap. But, there are a few gems in amongst it that really highlight the value of Twitter. Not only as commentary, but as a source of comedy. @kevinruddexpm seized that moment during the spill, providing us with lowbrow, but instantaneous humour during the leadership change.
And you know what? I love every minute of it.
Why am I comparing #changelovetoknobsongs to #spill? Well, why not? Both of those were sourced from the very same group of people. Both had roughly the same ratio of comedy to crap. And you know what? Yeah, it’s dick jokes. But that’s not even the point.
There were a few people who got on their high horses about the lameness of the meme. (@jasonjordan @lonefemaletog I am sorry if you think I am singling you guys out here - much luvs)… but the commentary revolved around it being an “embarrassment” for Twitter. That it is not something you would want to showcase as an example of the power of Twitter. That the jokes were lazy or that “professionals” (still confused about what that even means) would not appreciate the joke.
But the point of Twitter is that it is not the quality of the content, or volume, or even the sophistication of the jokes that matter. It’s that everyone can find an audience, and for a brief moment we can all suspend our grown-upness and be idiots and run with it in the hope of making others laugh. It comes from the ground up. Or, the gutter up, in many cases. But that is precisely why Twitter is so powerful.
Twitter is powerful because people don’t need to censor themselves. Smart people, “professional” people, academics, Doctors, Lawyers, Accountants, IT people, political people, retail assistants, 10, 12, 31, 45, 62… can all play on a level playing field and just be dumb and puerile for a little while. Because we are all 3-dimensional. I am a mother of 3 kids, own a business and have a high IQ. I also (surprisingly) know big words, have table manners and wear clothes from David Jones. I am going to be a Doctor and you know what? I find farts funny. And the day I stop finding farts funny is the day I become everything I hate.
I feel qualified to speak on this because I attract business because of who I am and how I say it on Twitter. I speak in an authentic voice and I make no apologies for doing so. I am friends with the most amazing group of diverse people, many of them “professionals”, and they love me for me. That’s how it should be. Airs and graces and pretence is an outmoded and dying concept. I am thankful to Twitter for allowing me to have my real voice out there.
Formality and hierarchy are slowly being eroded, and of course those who either don’t get that, or those who hold power because of it, will resist it. But ultimately, lowbrow or not, these are the things that are changing society for the better. Where a woman can swear and people *respect* what she’s doing. Where a Doctor or a Lawyer can be a *person* rather than a robot. Where a knob joke or a vagina joke has equal airtime to political commentary. It is eclectic, it is not always high quality, but there are gems if you are open to it. And that is why I will always defend it.
I don’t think I have laughed so much as after joining Twitter. It truly is crowdsourced comedy. And yes, like all crowdsourcing you’ll get amateur crap you have to sort through, but every so often, there is this glimmer of genius, or turn of phrase that makes you realise that it’s truly revolutionary. Not many get it or see it the way I do, I understand that, but you know, seriously, lighten the fuck up.
Poo. Bum and Wee. Burp. Fart.