As you folks know, I toil away at a variety of web-based ventures for no money. Well, that’s no longer the case, at least officially. I still toil away at a variety of web-based ventures for no money, but at least once my toiling has netted me a crisp, sparkly new Amazon.com gift card! And to think, my birthday is only 2 weeks away (August 8), so it looks like I’m really going to put a hurtin’ on my Wish List this year, rather than just letting my lusted-after DVDs gather dust on some shelf somewhere in Cyberville.
I know it’s just a silly gift card, and I know all the other writers got something too. I’m not a special case, and it’s not because I asked my nameless boss the other day when I was going to get paid. Still, it’s nice to feel appreciated, and it’s nice to write about my gig as “Workin’ for the Man” rather than the usual “Shameless Self Promotion” tag. Just think, if I click my heels three times, maybe next time it’ll be a legitimate check, or at least a case of Miller Lite (inside joke).
I know I already told them I appreciate it, but I figured I’d go ahead and make a public pronouncement.
Author’s Note: Yes, I know I’m hinting hard at what multi-million dollar company I’m slutting my brain out for, but you guys have no idea how stupidly I’ve been grinning all day. All I’ve ever wanted in my life is to write something good enough that someone liked enough to give me a few bucks for, and now I’ve done that. If I get hit by a car tomorrow, I’ll die happy. This is, in all honesty, the summation of a long-time dream I’ve had.
Author’s Note 2: Actually, I won’t die happy, because I’ll have died without spending my damn money!