FOOD and other perishable items would come to mind whenever I hear and see the word “shelf life.” My perception of the word, however, changed after conducting an interview with the sweet and friendly DJ Kelly of 103.5 MAX FM.
In our 45-minute conversation, I asked Kelly what prompted her to get into radio and what kept her there for 15 long years. She shared her account and listening to it, I noticed she would always give herself only five years to work in a company.
“See my shelf life is five years. In five years, you would have done everything. You would have interviewed anyone.”
Those were the exact words of Kelly who has worked in five different radio stations. As I recall what she said, I can’t help but wonder what I’d probably be writing about by now had I set a time frame for my writing career, too. While a lot of my friends would jump ship whenever they feel like it, it took me eight years to leave my previous job where all I did was write about the activities and lives of showbiz personalities. It became my comfort zone and it’s only when I finally left that I realized I’ve been missing out on a lot of more exciting writing avenues.
If having a shelf life in one’s career is important then I guess I’m an expired commodity.
Aside from one’s career, where else can one apply the term shelf life? Is it appropriate for relationships? Let’s say you’ve been going out with your guy for five years already and in that span of time not once did he pop the question, are you staying or leaving?
Ahh… Don’t mind the paragraph before this. I just wanted to move away from the topic of career so I shifted to another subject.
It’s been about shifting gears for me this past week. I think I’m just having that HCH Syndrome again.