I have recently taken up, in my free time, reaching out to score some social media, marketing, branding, and web consultation work. Easy enough, right? I’ve been doing it for years, on and off. But this time it’s through freelancer.com. And this time it leaves a sour taste in my mouth and I feel as though I’ve aged twenty years.

My hair is white. That might be from the bleach I used earlier to dye my tips blue. Or perhaps it’s the toil of working through a system hell-bent on exploiting clients and freelancers. Maybe a bit of both.

For shits and giggles, I try ye olde bastion of internet freelancery. What sortof magic is this, and why has it aged me so?

I recently got a hot lead (aka hot like turds roasting on asphalt) from someone who really wanted to increase their website traffic to make sales for items I suspect they were scalping. Much like one rips off a person’s skull with their fingers and tries to sell it on etsy. Dubiously intrigued, I bit into the fish hook and found my mouth bloody and raw.

This is all conjecture and I’m not 100% sure it’s true, but after a reverse image search, I found another company with the same products. It could be an omission of facts; they were buying products from that other company to resell under the moniker of ‘hand made’ which makes people think they made them by hand.

I can’t be certain, but, I am entirely hesitant to think that scalping didn’t occur with bloodied digital fingers, as even the convenience store up the street from me sells bootleg DVDs of torrents for $5. The world is a strange, strange place.

And I was a fish dangling on the hook while I should’ve been making art or reading the news–an altogether more enjoyable and profitable venture.

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