I’m thinking about becoming a Social Media “Influencer.” I mean, how hard could it be? Make money by taking something you know and love and convince people to buy and/or do it. I endorse this already!
Been wracking my brain, figuring out what to influence the public in… food, cosmetics, clothes, sports, healthy living (<–okay, the last one is a joke… not happening). So many choices!
It occurred to me that I should choose something closer to the real me, something I possess vast knowledge of…
The Art of Procrastination. (i.e., I’m procrastinating right now writing this instead of my book. See how good I am!)
Can you imagine the boatload of cash Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram would make off my Social Media influencing? They’re the Holy Trinity of time wasting. Bless them. Dare I say, I’m quite the expert at dillydallying on those sites for hours on end. I can post video shorts of me cursing at my Twitter feed. It’ll make you want to hop on the Twitter train and curse along with AC. We all win.
I could push the sale of sofas for couch potato basics. Length and hardness don’t only reference sex scenes. No one wants an unsatisfying softy. This is important stuff, folks.
The snack industry could potentially rake in billions as I post pictures of the crap I inhale while fighting boredom and doing anything but what I’m supposed to be doing.
AC Netzel is no more… going forward call me, AC Nachos.
All it takes is a hashtag and a dream.
I’ll get around to that… someday.