An Ethical Dilemma
Well, I have a “personal drama” type of thing happening here. Now, if that kind of deal annoys you, you can skip the rest of this post. I want to do you, my readers, that favor. If this is the kind of thing you just can’t stand, then I want to let you know, right up at the top of the post, that this isn’t your cup of tea, so that you can bail on it. I won’t be mad, and hell, if it was me reading somebody else’s publication, I’d jet, too.
I have an issue with my former publisher. And I could use some assistance. I left Spinfuel Magazine for a variety of reasons, but one of the biggest ones was a completely unrealistic word count per day expectation.
Now, during the good months, when exports from Chinese manufacturers of vaping hardware is full and rich, I can easily throw down 3,000 words per day. But what I didn’t know what that the Chinese New Year takes about a whole frickin’ month, and that month is February.
So — come February — there isn’t jack shit to write 3,000 words about. Not in a week, let alone every day.
So I did what I could; I burned my fingers down coming up with enough fluff and padding and bullshit to satisfy — to the best of my not inconsiderable abilities — that 3,000 word per day quota.
But I failed. Some days, there just isn’t 3,000 words worth of shit to write about. And I started getting harshed on for that, hardcore, from someone who was god damned well and all in a position to know better than that.
So I stepped out of that position. I was — let me get pathetic for just a second — only making $125 a week for this job. When you consider that the title of Managing Editor comes with a five figure income, minimum, I was working for thrift-store rates.
But here’s the rub: one of my signing bonuses was a new (well, not actually new, it was refurbished) computer. And now that I’ve stepped away from that publication, the publisher wants the computer — that was a signing bonus — he wants it back.
Now, I’m not going to say that that makes him a skinflint. I’m not gonna say that. People are gonna come to that conclusion, and I’m not gonna say they shouldn’t, but I’m not gonna put it out there.
But what I am going to do is, I’m going to try to reimburse the publisher for all the tens of thousands of dollars (I’m exaggerating, of course) that he spent on this basically used computer he sent my way.
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