*foaming at the mouth*
Remember my batshit insane boss? The one who has bought so much crappy jewelry from eBay in anticipation of opening an online store that the thousands of tiny bags have consumed her bedroom and forced her to sleep on the living room couch for the past six months, the one who twice in the past two weeks gave her credit card and personal information to email scams, the one who is constantly sipping Bacardi Melon from a water bottle, the one who is letting two unemployed cocaine addicts lurk around her house, the one who suddenly NO SPEEKA ZE ENGLISH whenever I tell her that whatever she wants me to do is unrealistic/outside the range of my skills/prohibitively expensive/humanly impossible?
Yeah, that batshit insane boss. x__x
I managed to list a whopping total of five of her items on eBay yesterday, after I tangled with her various other problems. She's concerned that they haven't sold yet, and she thinks the problem is that my brief, Access-form-generated descriptions aren't "personal" enough. Which they probably aren't, but you know what? She has at least a thousand items that need to eventually be organized, photographed, photoshopped, priced, described, added to the databased and listed on eBay. I can only do so many of these things. Naturally, when I suggest that she write the descriptions, she's all "NO SPEEKA ZE ENGLISH D: D:" and immediately reaches for the rum bottle. And then she takes another drink when I point out that her prices are significantly higher than those of other eBay merchants (she bought most of this junk on eBay, but thinks that she can turn around and sell it for three times what she paid.) And then another drink when I insist that she truthfully describe what she's selling (even I know that most gemstones, and virtually all gemstones in the price and quality range that she's selling, are routinely dyed, heat treated, irradiated, oiled, plasticized, resin coated, etc.) I'm not sure if she doesn't understand this or if she thinks that she can jack up her prices if she doesn't disclose the truth, but eBay does have policies on that sort of thing. I've been trying to coax her paring her online sales down to a level that she can manage and instead sell her wares at fairs, festivals, and those sort of places... but she's absolutely convinced that the internet is her magical ticket to making loads of money. Apparently she's missed the news on the dot-com bubble.
I can handle doing web design, graphics, and basic eBay training for this woman, but I am not her business partner. I don't want to be her business partner. If anything, from her I've been learning how not to run a business. I'll finish the design stuff - what she hired me to do! - but since she's barely able to use a computer, she's going to have to hire someone else to run the eBay store. I'm just totally exasperated, and I feel like I've tried every possible strategy to get through to her. I have other work to do! I have school! I have a life! I don't have time for this! orz
In other news, I managed to buy nothing on Black Friday save for some drill bits to replace the ones my father took when he got kicked out. But now the basement has a lovely laminate floor and wall of shelves. It's starting to look less like a storage area and more like the sewing studio I envision! I got rid of a lot of bulky furniture so there's actually room to open the cutting table, and I turned an entire wall into a long desk for the sewing machines. I might even add a designated model robot assembly area. >:D
The only problem is that while I'll soon have a nice area to work on costumes (I'm currently planning to cosplay Azai Nagamasa from Samurai Warriors 3 so I can carry around an 8 foot long phallic weapon)... there aren't many cons to dress up at! Unless Katsucon surprises me and adds some guests that I haven't seen over 9000 times before, I'm not going to bother going. Lately, it feels less like a con and more like a big weeaboo party. Bleh. I wonder if I could drum up interest for a spring cosplay picnic or something.
Yeah, that batshit insane boss. x__x
I managed to list a whopping total of five of her items on eBay yesterday, after I tangled with her various other problems. She's concerned that they haven't sold yet, and she thinks the problem is that my brief, Access-form-generated descriptions aren't "personal" enough. Which they probably aren't, but you know what? She has at least a thousand items that need to eventually be organized, photographed, photoshopped, priced, described, added to the databased and listed on eBay. I can only do so many of these things. Naturally, when I suggest that she write the descriptions, she's all "NO SPEEKA ZE ENGLISH D: D:" and immediately reaches for the rum bottle. And then she takes another drink when I point out that her prices are significantly higher than those of other eBay merchants (she bought most of this junk on eBay, but thinks that she can turn around and sell it for three times what she paid.) And then another drink when I insist that she truthfully describe what she's selling (even I know that most gemstones, and virtually all gemstones in the price and quality range that she's selling, are routinely dyed, heat treated, irradiated, oiled, plasticized, resin coated, etc.) I'm not sure if she doesn't understand this or if she thinks that she can jack up her prices if she doesn't disclose the truth, but eBay does have policies on that sort of thing. I've been trying to coax her paring her online sales down to a level that she can manage and instead sell her wares at fairs, festivals, and those sort of places... but she's absolutely convinced that the internet is her magical ticket to making loads of money. Apparently she's missed the news on the dot-com bubble.
I can handle doing web design, graphics, and basic eBay training for this woman, but I am not her business partner. I don't want to be her business partner. If anything, from her I've been learning how not to run a business. I'll finish the design stuff - what she hired me to do! - but since she's barely able to use a computer, she's going to have to hire someone else to run the eBay store. I'm just totally exasperated, and I feel like I've tried every possible strategy to get through to her. I have other work to do! I have school! I have a life! I don't have time for this! orz
In other news, I managed to buy nothing on Black Friday save for some drill bits to replace the ones my father took when he got kicked out. But now the basement has a lovely laminate floor and wall of shelves. It's starting to look less like a storage area and more like the sewing studio I envision! I got rid of a lot of bulky furniture so there's actually room to open the cutting table, and I turned an entire wall into a long desk for the sewing machines. I might even add a designated model robot assembly area. >:D
The only problem is that while I'll soon have a nice area to work on costumes (I'm currently planning to cosplay Azai Nagamasa from Samurai Warriors 3 so I can carry around an 8 foot long phallic weapon)... there aren't many cons to dress up at! Unless Katsucon surprises me and adds some guests that I haven't seen over 9000 times before, I'm not going to bother going. Lately, it feels less like a con and more like a big weeaboo party. Bleh. I wonder if I could drum up interest for a spring cosplay picnic or something.