As some of you know from my past postings, I’ve made it a habit of pretty much immediately mentioning my rate in any chat I have, because some of these buyers will go on and on and on for an hour +, message-by-message, and balk at my (clearly-stated-in-the-gig!) rate as if I’ve personally offended them. I honestly just don’t have the time to deal with it anymore, so I stop that train before it hits the tracks.
I had what looked to be a promising order on the line (enough to pay my mortgage for the month in one fell swoop), going back and forth with this person. It was a tight deadline for a large volume of work, but I talked out bringing a peer on board as a teammate so we could get it done quickly. I further offered to put the finished work in Shopify to help “seal the deal”, a service I don’t typically offer.
I mentioned that the total cost of the project would be $900 at least twice in our hourlong conversation, so there’s zero chance they didn’t see that. I directed them back to my gig page at least twice when we were discussing minutiae, as well, and my rate is clearly stated on there.
So now, after hashing out the functionality, timeline, and what I thought to be cost, I sent them an offer very late last night while we were in an active conversation. I had to head to bed after that, because it was 1:30 in the morning where I live. I woke up to discover they balked, bigtime. They wanted me to do the project for $400 and “exposure” via their social media page. Further, they were claiming I “changed” my gig pricing while we were talking, and that when they searched for me, the cost they were shown was a third less than my stated rate. I haven’t touched my gigs in months, so I have no idea what they’re talking about - I checked my gigs from the phone and computer on incognito browser tabs and everything looks fine to me.
The cynical part of me wonders if it was a scam to get me to agree to less money - that they always knew my rate and they’re pretending there’s some glitch. They also got really sh*tty with me at the end of our conversation, super condescending, talking about how I’d be more successful if I lowered my costs and took on more jobs…like, I already have 20 projects in my queue? Consistently? I need “help” like a hole in the head and my husband barely sees me as it is.