Why?
I have been asked quite a few times why I am shutting down my business.
The general assumption is that I have gone bust, or that business has dried up. They are natural enough assumptions given the times that are in it. Neither in fact are is the case.
In the last few months I have turned down a lot of work. One contract I was offered would have been worth a considerable amount to me, running into the tens of thousands, but I turned it down?
Why?
If I had taken on the job, it would have entailed endless meetings, countless emails all demanding my attention, deadlines and months of work, probably running to ten to twelve hours a day. I would have been lucky to have had a break at weekends and I would have been mentally and physically drained.
How do I know all this?
I did a major contract for the same company a few years ago [they are a subsidiary of O2], and it was very successful. However, during the build period I experienced all of the above. The contract was for an extremely complex site, involving a virtual private network, allowing distributors connect to a database at head office, and for real time data transfer which previously had entailed phone calls, faxes and a lot of missed business.
They approached me again, but this time it was to re design the existing system and to expand it to include a vast new array of products.
I declined.
The money would have been very nice. There is no denying that. However, I am getting on a bit and my time is more important to me than money.
Aside from all that, another aspect of the business that has been getting me down for some time is the irritating phone calls and e-mails. These invariable involve mail, whether it is a complaint about spam or the inability to connect to the mail server.
Spam is a fact of life. However, my clients donβt seem to realise this, and they spend their time complaining to me that they are getting so much. I would say that 70% of mails and phone calls are about spam, and they just canβt seem to grasp that I have no control whatsoever. I have installed spam filters, and all forms on all sites have stringent coding to prevent abuse.
My ultimate ambition is to be able to get up in the morning, secure in the knowledge that any phonecall I get will be from a friend, and any email will be a pleasant read.
I am going to miss the income. A lot of luxuries will have to be curtailed.
But there is a lot more to life than money.
I’ve already had a lot of life and now I wouldn’t mind some money π
Sure you’re only a child! Come back to me in thirty years time!
Very wise. You need time for dealing with eejits who can’t do basic things without worrying about the complicated stuff that brings in the money
Indeed. It’s amazing the weird things I get asked to do! π
Well I crossed over and took a look. Not my cup of tea. Going back to the old bugger on the other side. Nice to see you though.
I understand what you’re talking about… Being in a similar business I get the thickest of of the thick. One lady called me and kept going on about how her computer wouldn’t work. I had to walk across the whole damn building only to point out to her that it was unplugged.
Daniel, she’s not the thickest of of the thick!
The real thickest of of the thick is the lady I offered to help to as she chose ink for her printer in a computer shop.
I asked her if she wanted Black Ink or Colour Ink.
She said, ‘What’s the difference?‘
Hi Other Fellow!
Grandad sent me.
Nice site. Way better looking than his.
(He doesn’t read this, does he?)
A very wise choice and I have no question as to why you did it. There simply comes a point in time when you have tell them all to zark off and enjoy life while you’re still able to enjoy it.
And as far as the spam goes, tell the complainers to go get a Gmail account and to stop bothering you. π
TT: Nice of you to drop by. Nice of you to bugger off again…
Daniel: I have some grand examples from the time I had a Day Job, working in network and PC support. Though I think the best I ever heard was a support bloke in Dublin who had a call from Donegal to say the screen wasn’t showing anything. Having ascertained that it was plugged in and switched on, he drove all the way to Donegal with a spare monitor only to find that the screen was just so dirty that nothing could be seen on it.
Kirk M: I chose a very bad time to shut down. Everyone thinks I have gone bust and are full of commiseration. I have to keep assuring them that it is volountary and something to be celebrated.
Personally I prefer lettuce.
Do you really want half a ton of lettuce in your mailbox?
Yes. I suppose you do. π