Gmail

January 25th, 2010
Clean up my Gmail and keep up with all the emails

Finally, an empty inbox!!

Gym Junkie: Reloaded

January 23rd, 2010
12. Go to the gym every day from Monday-Saturday for at least one week

Yes, I’ve done it. So far, it is not showing on the scales.

Gym Junkie

January 20th, 2010
11. Go to the gym twice in one day

And now I’m so tired I can’t even type anymore.

Kmart and Sunrise

January 20th, 2010
39. Visit 24 hour K-Mart between 1am and 4am, just ’cause
19. Get up early enough to watch the sun rise over the lake

What a long morning it’s been!


The staff at Kmart were quite baffled.

Taco

January 18th, 2010
70. Eat a taco

I’ll admit, I was running out of ideas when I thought of this. Nevertheless… my photographic evidence:


Dinner!

In other news, my hair looks good right now, because my sister received a GHD hair straightener in the mail that she ordered from the internet. We tried it out.

Block of Chocolate

January 17th, 2010
52. Buy a block of chocolate and eat it over the space of a week

Om nom nom

This one was a toughie.

I love chocolate so much, normally any chocolate in the house is gone within 4 hours or so. But, one week ago I bought a 200g block of Cocoa Belgian chocolate, and am now in between typing, eating the final two squares.

My Worst Client

January 15th, 2010

It’s been a strange year, and a lot has happened. I’ve had many clients, some of which disappeared off the face of the Earth before I could get any money off them for the design mockups I sent them. But those ones paled in comparison to one client I (nearly) had early on.

Back then, the business was fresh and exciting. I didn’t know I was in over my head at that stage. I received a phone call from a startup company that wished me to create a website for them. It would be a website based on placing working holidaymakers from Australia in jobs in London.

Sounded fine, I thought. I went and saw them and discussed it. They were pretty nice people. They said they would pay me a little to start off ($250 I think it was) and that I would make a percentage of the profits. The "offending" designThey complimented the Illawarra Directory, and said that they wanted their website to look similar to that. I was pleased, and went home feeling good about the project. So good that I made a design that day, because they wanted something for the next day – I did consider that somewhat demanding of them, considering I had other clients to work on as well, but I brushed it off and did it anyway. It was a good design. I was proud of it.

The next day they called me and asked me to come around again. They were close by, only in Shellharbour Village, so I obliged.
This time I wasn’t alone. There was another graphic designer there. She was really friendly, and I can only hope that she cut her own ties with this ridiculous company like I did.

Here’s where things began to go downhill.

They didn’t like my design. Apparently, they had decided that they wanted a “grungey” design instead of the sleek design I had given them, modelled off the Illawarra Directory. Okay, I thought, that’s fine. No dramas. I’ll use that design in some other way.

One of the ladies decided that she wanted Photoshop. She actually had me take her laptop home and install Photoshop onto it, and return it to her. Once I got back, the woman decided I needed to stick around for a while and help her use Photoshop. She’d never touched it before, but she wanted to participate in the website design for some bizarre reason.

Finally, I made an excuse that I was meeting another client that afternoon and had to leave.

The next business day, I received another phone call from the Photoshop n00b. She needed me to tell her how to do something. I think it was something to do with erasing a background from a photo. I did my best to explain to her how I achieved that, and then continued to work on another client once the phone call ended. The phone started to ring again. I answered, and the idiot had some other question that I answered, and hung up.

Then, she called again. I pressed “busy” on my phone. Then I switched off my phone.

When the day had ended I turned it back on, and I had two voicemail messages from her.

One of them was something along the lines of “Hi Natalie, I really need your help with Photoshop. I thought it would be easy to do things, but I’m having so much trouble. Can you call me ASAP?”

Yeah, she thought Photoshop was easy. Never mind that I learnt to use it through both trial and error and through my DIGITAL MEDIA CERTIFICATE IV course.

I sent her an email.

Hi,
I’m really sorry that I had to stop taking calls, but I’m really busy with three different websites and I work much better without distractions. I’d like to help you but honestly, I’m a terrible teacher and I’m only a web designer. I know how to do things, but it’s due to a lot of practice, classes and trial and error.If I had limitless time, and didn’t have to earn a living, I would happily teach it to you, but as it stands right now I just can’t afford to. If you want a website, I’ll make you a website, no problem. But I didn’t agree to be a Photoshop mentor as well. I’m sorry, but it’s just too much to handle.To help you out, here are some online tutorials for Photoshop that will easily do a better job than I could:

Regards,
Natalie

As you can see, I really thought it out. I even went to the trouble of seeking out tutorials for her.

Her response? (Red text is my comments)

I’m very sorry you have misunderstood our aim with requesting some help with Photoshop. We wanted to provide you with our ideas so that you could successfully design the website quickly to bring in the sales, which we would all proffer[sic] from.

We respect that you are busy with your other clients’ projects but our aim is to facilitate a team approach as we will be working partners for some time, and quite frankly we may need to teach one another skills from time to time to optimize the business. (What? Not for $250 upfront and a measly 2% profits, thank you bitch – you’re lucky I even gave you the time of day) I think it is best if we detract our partnership at this point as we are looking for someone who has the time for this project. (You mean someone who actually doesn’t object to being part of your little sweatshop operation?)

Thank you for the time that you have given so far and we both wish you well in your future business.

Best Regards

I simply replied “Good luck finding someone.

They’d need it. Anyone that would do that for them would have to be someone completely unemployed and desperate for work.

I hope those girls’ business fails miserably. They don’t deserve anybody’s money if they think that’s a good way to treat well-meaning but naive people.

Tiramisu and Boost Juice

January 14th, 2010

Hey look! Two wins in one day!

72. Make tiramisu
44. Drink a large Boost Juice

At Boost today, I bought a large (well, they call the size “original” but that doesn’t mean anything) green tea and mango super juice. It took me a good half an hour to finish off.

Tonight, I made a very ugly but VERY delicious tiramisu.


It’s like that Picnic ad. “Deliciously… ugly.”

Real Estate Agents

January 13th, 2010

There’s this real estate agency in Gerringong, perhaps you’ve heard of it – you’d remember if you had.

It’s a bit famous on the internet, for being on lists with funny business names. It’s a shame they hardly do rentals, because it would have been nice to tell people I paid my rent to Dick Payne.

Instead, Allyson and I were forced to settle for something marginally less funny.

They didn’t phail us, so we are happy with them.

Moving to Mangerton

January 12th, 2010

Fairy Meadow?

Mangerton is such an ugly word. With other suburbs in Wollongong having names such as Fairy Meadow and Figtree, Mangerton is a pretty unappealing name for a place to live. But, really it’s a lovely area.

Which is just as well, since we’re moving there on the 12th of February.

Yes, we were offered the Mangerton house. And the Figtree place, too. But, they wanted us in there too soon.  We were pleased as punch today, after two harrowing inspections that turned out to be a waste of time, to be called by the real estate agent and told our application was accepted.

We are going to have a dishwasher. Is that not incredible?

It is to me… I detest washing the dishes, at least during summer where I am drenched with sweat by the end.

On the date we sign the lease, I will be able to tick off #69 on my 101 things list.

Best of all, we’re going to have more space… and a dining room. And we get to take a month to pack up rather than a week.