Done: Become Famous

Don't lie to me! I know it’s on your list as well. Who doesn't want to be famous for something?

I, for example, wanted to be famous for something like, being a great actress, a girl with a voice that would melt rocks or as the pretty girl in high school.

Well, none of that seemed possible, as in most cases you actually need to be a good actress, be able to carry a tune or be pleasant to the eye and although I don't lack other virtues, I'm sure not going to participate in any Hollywood musical about beautiful people any time soon.

So how did I become famous you ask, well, the secret is to aim low and I mean, super low.


The definition of the word "famous”, according to the all knowing internet, is someone or something that is: celebrated, widely known and esteemed. I have doubt about the esteemed part, as we all know famous retards, famous cokeheads and more. You still get the idea.

Also, you don't have to be too choosy about your audience. In my family, my sister was widely known for being late; we even had a nickname for her "Rayo Veloz" or "Flash", for the sad of you that don't speak Castilian. The point being that at least she was Rayo Veloz Vílchez, not celebrated, but still widely known within the Vílchez clan.

Well, now she has changed her ways and its MY turn to shine!

I'm already known for not speaking English, French or Spanish properly, but some other people have this problem as well so I could not really brand it.

I pondered being famous for doing something stupid, but there is already enough embarrassing things in my book and I don't feel like exposing future samples of retardation. Especially because if you are going to be famous for these kind of things, you have to rely on word of mouth, which means you have to be terribly dim-witted in a way that would impeach having a normal life.

No, I needed a fast medium if I was to reach a world wide audience.

I have to say faith was responsible for the success of my not really existing plan (improvising is one of the signatures of my life). I was going about my day, you know, chilling... when opportunity came in the form of Joanne, the coordinator of communication of my workplace.

How do I make this interesting? I wish I could say she saw the potential rock star in me. I honestly think it had more to do with the fact I'm the only person that looks extremely out of place in my office.

She asked me if I could be her "muse" for the month's newsletter and the rest is history.

Days later, the e-mails started coming. People started staring in the elevator (this time they were staring at my face and not the mustard stain on my blouse, or so I hope). I was taken aback by the attention, those who know me know I'm an absolute antisocial so maybe I made a mistake, maybe I can't handle fame.

Truth is that I'm slowly growing accustomed by my sudden popularity within the Global Organization... Off course I've had to make changes to my life, I mean, this calls I'm getting from Singapore and the flood of job openings that are being offered to me ( NOT ) have resulted in changes made to my schedule. Now I have to limit my visits to the toilet and do seldom coffee runs. Nothing is worst than trying to find the time to relax from staring at the computer all day, except looking like a slacker because everyone knows you weren’t hired to sing, dance or look pretty next to the coffee machine.