last night i interviewed with the rich lady who wants to pay me to put her photo albums together. she lives in a gigantic, richly appointed apartment right on the bay in the marina. she can't be older than mid-30s, married and is just barely pregnant. mine and guy's living room/dining room combo could have fit in the entry way of her place while the whole apartment was easily bigger than the house my family of five grew up in. i recognized her diamond wedding ring to be a tiffany ring and easily worth $20,000.
when we discussed price, she got a little upset, "it would cost thousands to put all my albums together at that price!" which is fine with me, i don't want the job for less than i said, it just wouldn't be worth it to me. while we were discussing this, and how photography has gone so digital and no one looks at albums anymore, i suddenly found myself expressing a view i've never even thought of before that couldn't have been more perfectly suited as a selling point. i told her that in the future, it will only be the upper class, those with the wherewithal, the physical space, the money and the impetus, that will have photo albums. that, in effect, photo albums will be seen as a luxury, something almost decadent. she was very impressed with this idea and while she acknowledged the thought with a stunned, "wow. i never thought of that." i was secretly laughing inside thinking, where the HELL did that come from?!
it's such good bullshit, i almost believe it myself.
it makes sense that i could come up with a selling point like that on the spot, i mean, my bio-dad was a power-seller on the used car lot for years.
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