Okay, got your Friday freebie feelies? Then listen up as I need to share an important return-to-work lesson: know when to say no.
I’ve had a potential writing gig on the hook for …. okay, perhaps I exaggerate. Let’s start again.
A potential employer has been teasing me for about 2 months now. I responded to a craigslist post for local, freelance bloggers. (Do not ignore craiglist. The legit jobs outnumber the scumbags for sure.)
A month later, I received an email response and they’re quite interested! Send “high-end” samples, as this is an “exclusive client.” Believe it or not, I have a few. Or two: a snazzy country club in uber-mega-hedgefund-wealthy town. And a gorgeous, fancy-pants brochure for THE diamond company which was distributed during a red carpet gala.
Perfect. He’ll be in touch. (Never a good sign.)
But weeks later, I get another email. They want me, starting immediately. Write 3-5 blogs a week, 4-7 paragraphs per post, meet with client weekly and keep on top of client for deadlines, content, posting protocol, social media tie-ins, etc.
WOOOO-HOOOOO!!! Nice, nice, nice! I’m writing for rich people! Imagine the leads! The content! The lunches!
Reimbursement: $5 per post.
Let’s do the math:
So that’s basically $3.00 an hour. Wow.
The last time I made $3/hour – $3.10 minimum wage to be precise – I was in high school selling Racing Forms and Camel no-filters to a guy who smoked them out of his trach.
Which, BTW, I’d rather do today than pimp myself out for less than my kid makes to pick up dog crap. Sometimes, it pays to turn down the job.