And I Bet You Spell It “Speshul” Don’t You?

Dearies, we are fortunate that we have come to a point in our careers where the clients contact us because we have pleased others. Referrals are lovely! However, in gaining one more referral I wonder if I have somehow upset the referer, for the client-not-to-be is nuts. I apologize in advance for offending anyone who truly is nuts, for this man’s level of oddness is sub-basement.

We are used to clients who have multiple projects and need help finding a first step. We are not, however, used to or even pleased with clients who want EVERYTHING and feel compelled to regale us with odd jokes, strange videos, and links to bizarre sites that ramble with no point whatsoever. Oh, if only these things were remotely related to the job Frumpie is being asked to do! Alas, none are. No, these are being sent by said client for…. well dearies, I really don’t know why they’re being sent. But I looked through the website and thought the dear soul wanted a rewrite. No, he was quite proud of that site! I viewed the video. Again, no. That’s not our project, either. The jokes were not off-color, thank heaven, but they were certainly weird and not funny.

We shall meet with client since we have already arranged the public meeting in advance of the odd stuff. We hope the dear soul has had merely a temporary lapse in judgment by sharing such peculiar items, thus revealing what I expect is his true nature. But we won’t be taking his work unless he’s willing to pay at least double our current rate, for we do not babysit nor do we teach charm school lessons to grown ups who should know better. Those come with our very special fee.

If he laughs at his own jokes, we will keep track and add $10 per occurrence. It is how this Frump eliminates the madness from her life. God bless the weird people, but don’t force me to work with them.