As a Web and Graphic Designer, I love to be my own boss. It’s great to create a working environment that fits around my lifestyle choices and my family. But being a entrepreneur is not all about glitter and rainbows, it requires hard work!
I love fairytales. I really do. And in a perfect fairytale world, I’d probably dream up websites, kiss my computer screen, throw some glitter over it and bring the digital wonderland to life. Well, after thinking about it, that would be AWESOME, especially the glitter part, but… it doesn’t work that way. Sadly. I’m sorry to destroy your illusions, but here are five secret confessions out of my life & work as a Web Designer:
I don’t work in a Coffee Shop
Recently, I had a conversation with someone that went a little bit like this:
Her: “You know what would be amazing? If we met at a coffee shop and I could watch how you build my website. That would be so cool!”
Me: “Erm…. nope. That’s not how I work.”
I DIG my home workplace. Why? It’s quiet, it’s tidy and it has an awesome internet connection. As a Web Developer, I need a stable connection. While I’m working, I’m refreshing my browser ALL THE TIME (seriously, even more than you refresh your Facebook feed). Although my internet connection probably isn’t as fast as the speed of light, it is faster than any wonky WIFI a coffee shop may provide. And I don’t have to share it with bazillion other Pumpkin Spice Latte junkies.
And no, I can’t bring my PC to Starbucks. Would look weird. And I’d probably break my back. Not to mention it would be a nightmare to find power outlets for all those plugs I need. People would trip over, spill their Pumpkin Spice Lattes and hate me.
I don’t own a MAC
*grasps” Shocking, I know, right?! I can hear you scream “But Natascha, you are a creative! You are supposed to have a MAC! Isn’t that what MACs are all about? The creativity, the fairytales, the Jobs!?” Sorry people, I see myself more as some sort of Bill Gates – like, if Bill Gates was a fairy godmother. And had wings. And a wand. You know what I mean.
I can’t deny that Macs are sexy. Whenever I am in a store, I always go and
molest touch the MACs. Ah, the sleek smooth surfaces… The clerks must think I’m a bit crazy (which I probably am). And then I look at the price shield and I feel guilty for cheating. I have a total powerhouse of a PC right below my table and two huge screens hooked up to it – and believe me, this is way more satisfying to work with than the small screen of a Macbook (which would be probably the only thing I could and would afford). I use so many different applications daily, and not all of them run on a MAC. So to keep my currrent workflow, I would have to emulate a Window Operating System on a MAC and that already sounds like a blasphemy only by writing it.
I don’t hang out on Facebook all day
Yes, I am a lot on Facebook. But no, I don’t play Candy Crush all day. I market, I network, I connect, I collaborate. I post updates on my worklife and hope to find new clients. So yes, Facebook is actually work. I know that sounds strange somehow.
I actually work from home
“So, what you have done today?” “I was at home and worked.” “Oh cool, so you could totally watch Netflix all day!” Another bubble to burst. I admit, I occasionally go on a Netflix binge. But if I did that all day, every day, I would be faster out of business than I could flick my wand. You need self discipline to make it work. No one is there and tells you what to do, no one controls you. You need to be your own Sir Boss-a-Lot (or probably you’d rather channel you inner Lady Boss-a-Lot).
I don’t always get dressed
No, I don’t sit naked in front of my computer (that would be a complete different job). But my attire on some days is not even casual. Instead of a Fairy Godmother I look more than a Frumpy Godmother. And no one gets away with frumpy. Expect Frumpy Cat (oh wait, that was Grumpy Cat – totally my fault, sorry!). But to my defense I have to say that I look nice and presentable most of the times.
What stereotypes do you face when it comes to your business? Let me know in the comments.
With love, sparkle and pixiedust
(Disclaimer: I don’t have anything again Pumpkin Spice Lattes. Or coffee shops. Or Macbooks. Or people who use them. Just sayin’ 😉 )