Ah, fall. Gorgeous scenery, crispness in the air, the march of the morons… I’m talking about the sudden onslaught of gawd-awful job postings that seem to crop up as the holidays near. Not that crappy offers have a particular season, but they tend to be in ample supply right now. One I read yesterday had…
Tag: just plain nuts
Lousy Job of the Week
Since our Irreverent Freelancer Kathy Kehrli is on temporary hiatus, I thought I’d help pick up some of the slack left in her absence. Kathy typically brings us The Ultimate Get-A-Clue Freelance Request weekly. In keeping with her theme, I bring you this week’s entrant for the Crappy Employer of the Minute Award: “(Guilty company)…
More Fun with Verizon’s Dick and Jane (and Doug and Vickie and….)
I just spent a good 35 minutes on the phone with Verizon. See, on top of my credit card numbers being lifted, my husband went through the same thing a few months ago. We’re still getting caught up with what automated bill payments we’ve changed and what ones we’ve forgotten. Today, I was dealing with…
Maybe it’s the Gnomes
Like I said a few days ago, the minute you decide to leave town the clients come out of the shadows wanting work completed. An entirely new project came in yesterday from an old client. It’s large enough that I was able to put it off until I return. What’s odd is that I was…
The Internet’s Full of Great Big Meanies
When is it ever okay to shoot the messenger? I was reading a chain of posts on Freelance Writing Jobs this week where in response to Deb posting a low-paying gig and saying how nice the people were to work for, she was inundated with nasty emails. She’s accused of not looking out for writers,…
Clients Who Lie
Over the weekend, I received a call from a reporter at the New York Daily News. He introduced himself to me, apologized for calling on a Saturday, and then informed me that a former client had been arrested – to which I replied, “Good.” See, I’d found out quite a bit about him shortly after…
Faking It
She claimed to be a white woman raised in poverty by a black foster mother. She watched her foster brother die after being shot by gang members. The woman, Barbara Jones (pseudonym for Margaret Seltzer), also claimed to be selling drugs for an LA gang. It’s a totally bizarre tale set forth in her memoir,…
Let’s Talk Numbers
With the onslaught of what I think are the worst possible “job” offerings out there right now, I think it’s time for us to talk once more about valuing yourself. Kathy Kerhli, whose Irreverent Freelancer site is one of my go-to sites each day, has dug up a winner for her Middle Finger of the…
Unexpected Roadblocks
Okay, this one’s weird. For the last few months, I’ve felt absolutely drained of energy. I attributed it to working a lot, and to my physical therapy schedule (three months to repair a sprained rotator cuff). But then the PT ended and the work slowed. And the lethargy continued. Huh? Menopause? PMS? Depression? What? None…
Job Listings – October 9, 2007
The Jobs You Wish You Could Take, But Not Really As I cruise the job boards each week to bring you a smattering of listings, I often come across those that are insulting, weird, or just completely bizarre. This one transcends all categories and lands somewhere near Saturn or Jupiter: “I’ve smoked enough peyote to…