So, long story short, something altogether unexpected happened the other day. I finally decided that I had had enough, closed my laptop and went out to drown my sorrows in a local bar.
I’ve had a tremendously hard month both on and off Fiverr recently, so in my mind this was justified. In this case, there I was, nursing a double whisky and a pint, moaning about my problems to a barman who didn’t care but was too polite to say, and then suddenly, wham!
In short, the most perfect of perfect strangers somehow walked into my life.
“I sleep with my dog and am very weird in more respects than you can possibly imagine,” I slurred in the middle of our conversation while also making the mistake of identifying this persons mother as their hot sister.
“That’s okay, I’d still like to get to know you anyway.”
And there it was. For the first time in ages I had a hot date lined up for the next day with a real normal. You know, a real, ‘you don’t have to be anyone but who you are and I’ll be the same’ normal human being!
The only problem is that as well as waking up with a raging hangover the next morning, Fiverr happened. Two explainer videos and 3 tricky as hell articles which by the time I woke up, all had to be done in 12 hours.
So I didn’t go. I couldn’t. My cancellation ratio is sky high as it is and I’ve already had 3 late deliveries this month.
Now though, I realize that have made a huge mistake. I should have gone. Not just because of the fact that I was legitimately interested in getting to know someone rather than getting them into my bed, but because now I realize that it has finally happened, Fiverr has taken over my life.
The only question is, do I spend the next few nights at the same bar hoping that they show up again and make some kind of grovelling apology? My head says no because that just makes me look like what we call in England a right old pregnant fish. (We use an expletive term - not the actual term, ‘right old pregnant fish)’
My heart however, is saying “come on, it’s a normal!” Swallow up and at least try!"
So what would you do fellow Fiverrians? If you were left sitting waiting for a date that never arrived, would you take kindly to seeing them again? That and them making a move a second time? Or did I ruin everything as completely as I think I have?
In either case, if you ever find yourself in the same situation, don’t put Fiverr above such an opportunity. Trust me, you’ll realize that your the fool of the century if you do.