Dear PR, You’re dumped.
I’m confused and upset and really don‘t know what to do about it – or even if I want to stop. I am confessing this to you because I have been carrying this around for such a long time now and I really have to get it off my chest.
It is time to say it out load: I have cheated on YOU! But it was not my fault… or yours .. I guess it just happened. I was drunk… I was seduced… I WAS WEAK! I am so sorry … :O(
You and me, we went through thick and thin together. We got closer than ever throughout my undergraduate programme. You taught me all I needed to know about communication, media channels, relationships, networking – and even persuasion.
You introduced me to celebrities, Gorkana and red pages. We had this very close and intimate committed relationship and nothing else mattered. I became more and more confident, loquacious and creative. Just a better me.
Do you remember our night in crisis management or the other time when we dived into internal communications? Hahaha – oh man, we spent endless nights on that one report but it was worth it. You were my first love.
I remember the first time I met you. I was still in school and I had this two weeks of work experience at a national telecommunications company. That was when I saw you working for the first time. I was still young and didn’t know much about the industry but I fell in love and knew you were the one. And I knew we belonged together.
I met someone else: marketing communications
When I graduated we both knew that changes were coming. Either we move in together, probably in-house, or carry on with a long-distance relationship. Us being young, I thought we’d still have all our life so why the rush to move in? But the distance changed us and I met someone else: marketing communications.
The first thing that came into my mind when i met him was a Destiny’s Child lyric:
Had my man on my mind, turn my head, what did I see
The fellas lookin’ fly, there was one that caught my eye
So I bit my lip, switched my hips as I walked by
Sayin’ “Sexy boy, you so fly
I just might give you a try
I’m a write yo’ number in the palm of my hand
Oops, I forgot I got a man”
Sweet talk about integration
He came out of nowhere and just swept me off my feet and changed my perspective. He kept going on about “integration” – all the time! I did not quite understand what he meant. He said you were not a discipline of your own but a part of the whole marketing mix. I felt like I had to stay true to us and defend us and our views and our importance in the industry. I did not think we were part of that – we were us! And one day, it just happened. I became unfaithful.
He takes me to all these fancy trips like shopping on Advertising Boulevard. And we just got back from our ski trip in St. Branding Management. I know this sounds all very shallow but with him its more than just calling editors and sending out press releases. Do you think I am blinded by the fancy names and the money?
I received your letter the other day, asking me to renew my CIPR membership. I ignored it because I was ashamed. I am living a lie.
PR, I love you and do not want to lose you. I appreciate all you did for me and will constantly carry you in my heart.
I never would have wanted to hurt you but I can see my unfaithfulness killing you inside.
You deserve so much more, someone who loves you the way you deserve to be loved. I do not want to be lying any more. With this letter I am reaching out to you – not as a lover but as a good friend. I hope you can forgive me.