Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Dodging Bullets

Occasionally, someone is so upfront with their exorbitant level of "pain in the ass" that I don't even get past the initial discussion.

A potential client called me on a few day's notice to shoot some event he's covering this weekend. It's several hours away, and two days, so the compensation would have to be enough to cover a hotel, and driving, and still come out having made something of it.

CLIENT: I've rented equipment, I just need someone to shoot it. What's your day rate?

ME: Well, my day rate is around $800, but that's with my equipment.

CLIENT: How much without?

ME: Well, I usually shoot with my own equipment, so I don't really have a set...

CLIENT: You have 2 seconds to give me an answer or I hang up and call the next day.

ME: Have a good day!

And he hangs up.




"KEY WORDS, PANSY, AND TWO SYLLABLES OF LESS OR I START DIALING CURSES IN MORSE CODE."


I guess people like this save me the time of dealing with their inane bullshit later, but I hate turning down work. I also get the distinct feeling that he'd be the kind of lunatic that makes doing this kind of work such a stressful wasteland of hate and chapped asses.

So, thanks for at least being straight forward, I guess?