You’re probably wondering why in the world I would devote my first blog post to a discussion about the worst client I’ve ever had. The fact is, if it weren’t for this client, my blog (and website and Facebook page and….!!) would have launched months ago.
She’s a perfectionist.
The decision making process comes to a grinding halt when you’re working with one of these. I finally convinced her to get SOMETHING up – we can always make improvements later, right?
She’s never paid me a dime.
The hours aren’t billable, that’s for sure. Makes it difficult to spend much time working on her projects instead of ones that are paying the bills.
Never mind that I had an entire afternoon set aside to work on writing copy. With one phone call from a client, she was off to a meeting. Hello again, back burner.
Okay. It’s not what you think.
It’s a familiar phrase in creative circles…”I’m my own worst client.” It’s one thing to hear it and quite another to live it. And so it goes…the cobbler’s children have no shoes, the dentist’s kids have cavities…and I have no website. (At least, not until today!)
So there’s my explanation. Clean. Simple. Not muddied with the events of my life the past months, which included (in no particular order) two weddings, one funeral, one new business, two houses sold, one house bought, two households moved and one spectacular honeymoon.
Yeah, I’m gonna blame it on the client.