So, yeah. I Googled myself. Everyone does that, right? I think? Maybe? (I really ran out of ways to waste time when I was supposed to be folding laundry.) I’m the only Lisa Page Rosenberg that showed up. The first few things I found were expected: this blog, my twitter page, a list of my old jobs on Internet Movie Database, and of course, a photo of me dressed as Princess Leia.
From there I fell into the sphere of The Other Lisa Rosenbergs. What had started as a quick look at my online profile became a search of other people with my name. There is a world full of Lisa Rosenbergs. As I read about them I envisioned the other Lisas and their lives.
A women’s study professor in Ontario.
A professional piccolo player in Michigan.
A nursing professor in Chicago.
A talk show host in New York.
A former ballerina, now social worker in New Jersey.
An artist in Chicago.
A real estate broker in St. Louis.
An associate chemistry professor in Canada.
An opthalmologist in Chicago.
An ad agency creative director in New York.
An internal medicine geriatrics doctor in Nevada.
An assistant principal in Milwaukee.
A mathematics professor in North Carolina.
And this doesn’t quite count but I like it anyway:
Lisa’s Paint and Body Shop in Rosenberg Texas.
Who do you meet when you Google you?