February 22, 2016

Sometimes, You Just Have to Do Something Radical

 It's been a long time since I've posted here, but I was trying to make it a positive blog, and it's hard to be positive when so many negative things are happening in your life. So I saw this image today and since it is something I have just done with one of my clients, I decided it IS a postive thing sometimes to do just that. Just say "fuck it" and stop killing yourself trying to please people who cannot be pleased.

So this client is the one I make most of my money from right now, and I need them because I need to make enough money for my trip in June. It's not easy to make money with this place, for many reasons I won't go into here, but suffice to say that if I could make this money any other way -- like selling my soul -- I would.

Their editors are idiots, and I use that term lightly. They are a bunch of recent college grads working part-time trying to get some creds for a better job. That's it. They don't care about the work, actually, and there is no room for advancement with this company, so you get the picture. Young, inexperienced minds, low pay, less motivation -- not a formula for exceptional editorial performance.

However, once in awhile, one comes along who is really trying -- way too hard. Most of these have control-freakish types of personalities, and they are very identifiable by their editing style. There is one we call "Detail Girl." Now we don't know if this person is male or female, we just made that up. Detail Girl likes to ding you for not having enough details in an article that is on the broadest of topics. In order to get these details, she likes you to add more information, meaning more unpaid words, which is taboo in an industry where we are already underpaid and underappreciated.

So the other day I was writing an article and putting in as many details as possible. It turned out to be a lot longer than required word count, but I sometimes do that to get everything in. I put a lot of work into the article, and while I knew it wasn't perfect, I also knew it wasn't bad so I happily submitted it. Then Detail Girl got ahold of it. She seemed to skip past all the details and settle on one sentence that she said needed to be bolstered by more details, and proceeded to lay out what they should be. Then she gave me the lowest rating available, meaning less pay.

So I did exactly what they image above says, said "fuck it" and vowed never to write a quality article for this place again. I will do what everyone else does and pump out listicles and crap content, so if I get that low rating and pay, I can just accept it and move on.

And I will live with that decision happily ever after. THE END.

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