Yesterday was plain awful...
It seems like everyone had a bad day yesterday. Mine wasn't great but nothing bad happened. Everywhere I went everyone's mind was on something else. Maybe it has been so beautiful out everyone just wants to be out gazing at the clouds or something. I did have something interesting happen...Months ago my aunt asked me for a price quote and to not make it a family discount favor but a real price to do her website. So I said realistically I'll do it for $200 for what she needed. She came back and said then why is her friends daughter going to do it for $50. I said I don't know and I would be suspicious and check out her references and her work first. So I just didn't hear back and knew they probably went with that girl. I felt bad because maybe I was asking too much, and honestly, she is my aunt and needed help and it would be fun and I really didn't need the money at all. I only gave her a price because she asked me to. The last person they got to do it was because he was cheap and then he disappeared so now they have an outdated website they cannot access. I assured them that I'd be here for all eternity and that I'd update as regularly as they'd like at no charge. My aunt was frustrated that her partner always goes with the cheapest person and that they get shoddy work or irresponsible people. So anyways, she e-mailed me last night and said they got burned yet again and she'd be happy to pay me to bail them out. I looked at what they had as a website and its not great, but it is OK, but it has quite a few bad misspellings and the like even in the graphics. And they used a Western Font!!?? for a professional transcription service. I feel bad for her, but that and the whole secretary thing happened at the same time so I felt like crap and it kind of feels good to have both come back and say they made a wrong choice and want to give me another chance. I feel like I'm sometimes passed over and all the while I'm waiting in the shadows with my arm raised saying "Pick me! I'd be GREAT at that!" Or "Hey, I'd be the perfect friend for you". I'm not sure what it takes to get picked besides all the other options failing and being the last choice. I'm not taking it personally though. When I was passed over I felt bad awhile but then realized I should actually feel bad for them because they don't know what they are missing and honored to be chosen by friends, clients, etc who do appreciate me.