The comments were wild. People loved it. Marketing students, burnt-out agency folks, even a few brand managers. “This is better than my entire degree,” one person wrote. Emboldened, she made another video: “Why your brand’s TikTok is cringe (and how to fix it).” Then another: “The three words that will get you hired in marketing (hint: not ‘growth hacking’).”
Then the layoffs came. Six people in her department, Emma included. The severance was fair, the shock was real, and the silence on her phone was deafening.
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But after three years of writing clickthrough reports and sitting through meetings that could have been emails, Emma started to feel like a ghost. She had opinions—sharp, funny, slightly obsessive opinions about why brand mascots were making a comeback. She’d stay up late sketching a theory about how the Kool-Aid Man was actually a perfect metaphor for disruptive marketing. She never posted any of it.
But the real moment came when her old boss, the one who’d laid her off, liked one of her videos. Then shared it. With the caption: “She taught me something here. Miss having this energy on the team.” The comments were wild
One night, scrolling through an old draft of her LinkedIn “open to work” post, she smiled and deleted it. She wasn’t open to work anymore. She was open to creating it.
She woke up to 200,000 views.
She recorded a 47-second video, no fancy editing, just her face and a whiteboard she’d stolen from the office. “Corporate mascots are not dead,” she said. “You just forgot how to have fun.” She explained her theory, made a dumb joke about the Pillsbury Doughboy’s anxiety, and posted it before she could change her mind.