Early this year, I applied for a freelance graphic design
job for a comedy festival and, after six months, they got back to me and
offered me an interview. The interview was awkward but they seemed to be a
decent-sized event that would have pretty good contacts.
They took out three pieces from their last event (a
poster, postcard and ticket), which included pixelated images and terrible fonts.
Client: We want you to change all the
information on this poster and then resize it so that it fits on the postcard
and then again so it fits on the ticket. For these three things, we’ll pay you
$20, which I think is more than fair since I could do it in 20 minutes myself.
Ouch. I tried to negotiate.
Me: Okay! I can do that. But for a better rate,
I can redesign these and I think it’ll work out really well for you.
Client: You know what? I wouldn’t normally do
this, but I like you. Go ahead with the full design and we’ll DOUBLE what we
Me: You mean you’re
“letting” me do a full redesign for $40?