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Today will be a pretty simple post.canned

Today will be a quick (well not really) recap on one of my favorite nights, in a while. I want to tell you guys about my night, last night, and share with you why I think God is great and what to expect from me in the next few months, regarding content. It isn’t that my content will be changing, but with the connections that I was able to snag last night, I think we will be adding a few huge! Post to the mix up. Let’s get to the explosion!

I was stupid! That is easy to say if you know what I did two months ago. I was stupid then but I think I know better now. But the choices that you make in life have to be paid for. For my payment, I was set to pay 10 hours to the community, set by the nice judging himself. I was going to use those hours at Goodwill and just get it over quick. Something happened to where Goodwill flaked out, so I was left without a place to work. This is when my wonderful sister-in-law told me to contact her church, which is where I have been attending, well if you call 1 Wednesday, every other month, attending, then yeah its where I have been attending. I gave her mom a call and I got set up with the required 10 hours, which was going to be spent setting up for a concert/canned food drive. This concert was called “The Explosion,” and let me tell you, it was exactly what they said it was; an explosion!

I got to the church (King of Kings Christian Assembly: 520 S. Livingston St. Springfield, Illinois.) at 1:30 and was met by one of the nicest guys I have ever met. His name is Roddrick Lemar. He is a local artist that has so much talent. I fan girled, let me be freaking serious, when he started to play the piano, or was it an organ? Ah, whatever. It was so smooth, almost like when my grandma use to play her piano. It was so soothing. What made it better was that he was just as nice. He was headlining the show, yet he was there cleaning with me? That is a humble servant if you ask me. During the time of us cleaning, he was calling all his buddies, ensuring that they were going to come and get some of the radiation of the blast. I know he was playing that night, but I think his heart was more pulling towards helping the hungry. See, what was awesome about this event was that the admission was just 5 simple cans of canned goods. I feel like anyone in the world can find 5 cans of canned goods, which makes it a cake walk to come to this event. Also, all canned goods get donated to the local breadline, a service that feeds family’s that can’t afford to buy food, that’s awesome!!!

After cleaning, we began to talk about Roddrick’s future projects. I won’t spam in this post because omg we are already at 500 words, but I will let you know that we have some great stuff coming to you! We both are excited to work together and can’t wait to see what God does. Stay tuned my little Randoms! Oh! By the way, you guys have a new nickname; you are now my little Randoms. Love it? Ah, who cares; you will grow to love it.

Fast forward to 7P.M.; it’s the start of the show. I have spent the day meeting new people, enjoying the fellowship and drinking Starbucks. It was time for the freaking show, the encore, THE EXPLOSION. This concert had local and not so local talents. One guy came from Ohio, other came from ST. Loius. Long story short, these artists drove just to play at this certain show, but were they good? Let’s get to the numbers and check it out. I laugh at the fact that you guys thought there were numbers..Geez X3

There were a total of 5 listed artists on the poster, but then an added two once the show started, with the run total being 3 hours; that is a set list time of 25 minutes per artist.

The first artist was Melvin Campbell, which I had little to no time to watch, since I was still collecting the cans! But from what I heard, the guy had a great voice. I went to find him after the show to talk, but I couldn’t find him anywhere, which really sucks. Either way, BOOM LINK to his social media.

Artist dose! This was an in-house (added) musician, I think his name was Ryan, which was also during the time of collecting cans, so I am sorry if you are reading this Ryan (?) but know I was there in spirit. He was more of a gospel singer and man did he get the house to erupt. Everyone was dancing, shouting and just having a good time.

The third artist, PJae was the first artist, which I actually got to watch. He is local, I believe, and man does he have a voice. He only did 2 songs, but between those two songs, he was able to impress me. So much that I got his contact info, after the show, and I’ll be promoting him in the near future.

So the show was already halfway over, I believe it was already 8:30 p.m. and we still had 2 artist to go. Ntegrity was next (name is spelt that way, because he wants to leave himself out.) He is the one that traveled from St. Louis to play at this show. He was great, also funny. There was time to stall (tech issues), so he told 2 very corny jokes that made the house explode (see what I did there?) in laughter. He was smooth in his rap delivery and you could tell that he had God’s gift to do this. I loved his song “Precious,” which I tagged to his Spotify, check it out!

The final act was none other than Roddrick’s band, B.O.C. When I was talking to Roddrick, I thought he was a straight rapper, meaning he only rapped. This was not the case, tonight. His performance was something special. When I was in college, I got the chance to watch Chicago Mass Choir in person. It was such a blessing, because they were so talented, and really made gospel music fun. WELLLLLLLLL B.O.C was nothing short from that experience. If I could describe this band, I would say it was a blended delight of KB (rapper) and the Chicago Mass Choir. He takes the upbeat parts of gospel, and blends it together with rap, leaving us with the tastiest smoothie you could ever have. I saw more people dancing, during his set, than I did at my own high school prom. Also more sweat than a sauna, but who cares. Laugh, guys, laugh!

So all these artist, plus one lively Mc, which was a comedian that goes by the name of Justus Blessed (link to a live comedy sketch) helped to make this night a success. I counted like 74 people, I believe. Which was a great outcome since everyone brought more than 5 canned goods. I think I saw a guy bring in 48 cans of beans, by himself. But even at 5 cans per head, we are looking at 420 cans of food that will be donated on Monday! The breadline is going to be so happy, and think! We were able to feed hungry people in the area.

I am so happy that Goodwill fell through, because I wouldn’t have wanted to miss this night. There was so much talent in the room that even Kevin Durant wanted to join. We, of course, told him to go back to Golden State and make up to Green. With all joking aside, I wanted to thank everyone that helped by donating. I can’t wait to see the managers face on Monday when we drop these canned goods off. It’s going to be so heartwarming.

I wanted to end this by saying; I also got prayer, tonight. It was like the night that I got saved. I could feel God all around me. It was just the refreshment that I needed. I am starting to believe that I made that one wrong decision for a reason. I think I needed the wakeup call, so that God could use me in many ways. WE don’t have any more time to talk about it (as my editor is going to be mad at me for having this post as long as it is, but boom! Link to his page) but I will have a blog talking about that in the near future. Anyway, I love my little Randoms, and have a peachy night!

If you want to donate to the breadline, $20 dollars can feed 10 people! Boom! Link!

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    We have people here today, they are giving us new windows. This is great and all, but also very annoying. I hate house repairs and this is why:
     1. My dog- The most annoying thing is my dog wants to join in. He has to know what’s going on, all the time. This is especially annoying when new people are around. Also, they are removing windows and going outside constantly, so he has to be tied up. He hasn’t stopped crying since they started…

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     2. Somehow I always get hurt- I cut myself on one of the windows, but this isn’t new. I always find a way to hurt myself. This could be from a stubbed toe to a slit wrist. But it always happens!

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     3. The clutter/mess- Construction is messy, and some don’t know how to clean up. I had a set of construction workers leave my house looking like Christmas after a door installation! Luckily these guys are smart, but this house is still cluttered!

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      4. The noise- I hate the loud bangs and constant pounding. You can’t concentrate on anything, you can’t talk on the phone and you can’t sleep. Your life is put on hold for a few long hours.

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      5. The people! Today, I had three men come into my house, didn’t say hi and went straight to work. I love that they aren’t wasting any time, but damn! Atleast say hi! I mean, you are a stranger in my house and you can’t even have enough respect to say anything? Instead, you look at me like I’m crazy, like I’m the one inside your house uninvited.

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      I am glad this is almost over, so I can finally go back to my normal life. I hate clutter, so today isn’t the day for me. I thought I would share for you guys. Please tell me, how do you deal with repairmen? Comment below?

Impromtdude

   I am sitting here, at McDonald’s, waiting to get my food. My wife is sick, but she wanted something salty, so I wanted to get something quick. What is a better place, than McDonald’s, to get quick and salty food, preferably fries. I drove up to the speaker and waited. Soon this girl comes across the intercom.
   She started out the order with “what would you want?,” being a manager, I sensed that this girl was trained horribly, and that I wasn’t going to be satisfied. Since I didn’t want to drive through town to find another McDonald’s, I dealt with the rude intro, hoping it would get better, it didn’t.
   I politely said “I would like a number 7 with a Sprite.” There was a silence, then she came across the intercom again, “what drink?!?” She sounded annoyed, but I repeated. She asks, in a snobby voice, what sauce I wanted. I rolled my eyes, becoming  intolerant of her ignorance, and repeated my sauce choice. Seconds pass until she shouted my total. She didn’t tell me what window, since it was late, which led me to the wrong window. After waiting for a few minutes, I drove to the second window.
    It seemed that no one was working, from the look through the window, I waited. She finally came to the window, turned around and took another order, after finishing out an order, she opened the window and told me my total again. No “how are you?,” or “good evening.” She told me my total, and grabbed my ten. She cashed me out, and gave me crumpled up ones, with the change in the receipt.
   She walked from my view, but came back seconds later. She told me that I needed to pull forward, which I understand, I love fresh fries, anyways. But when I got my food, 4 minutes later, I grabbed a salty fry, only to notice that it wasn’t fresh. The fries were probably 2-4 minutes old. The worse part, though, was the fact that she didn’t say anything, she shoved the bag into my hand, and walked back inside.

I don’t understand why it’s so hard to be nice? If you can’t be decent to customers, then don’t get into that line of work. I am the reason you have a job, so treat me with some respect! I hate rude people. Your job isn’t that hard, especially since I was the only person in line!!!!!

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Impromtdude

   This is the story of the time that I gave up a opportunity to be known, to save some of my own work. This is not intended to make the company look bad, we both came to an agreement, and both of us chose to walk away. I just knew if I took the opportunity, I would be lying to myself, I would be telling myself that it was worth it, when it wasn’t.
   It was six months ago, I opened the door of Impromtstudios. I just got done advertising for one of my good friends. He had a rap group that needed a bit of promotion, so being a good friend, I took the job for free. I told him that I wasn’t going to charge, since this was my third promotion. We both signed the contract and went to work. I finished the blog in a quick three days. I posted the blog, and it gave the band a big jump in views. I was happy with the blog, and chose to see if advertising was something I could do for money, down the road. I wanted to help people in the area get noticed, for free. I knew that either way it was helping me, but since it was free, more artist could come to me. With more people coming to me, the bigger my blog would get, since their viewers would also be looking into it. I was enjoying this, until one night, my friend, Leroy, asked me to promote him. I told him that wasn’t a problem, and sent him three pages of questions for the interview. He then told me that he had a friend that needed a promoter for his company, and that he told him about me. I was ecstatic that my work was sent to someone in a high position, that night I messaged him. He told me that it was going to be an unpaid internship, which I was okay with, and we set up an interview for the job.
   The day before the interview, I checked my webcam, it worked, but when it came down to the interview, it didn’t want to work. It was an awkward interview, to be honest, every time we got into the good questions, he walked away from the computer to do something. I sat there patiently, trying to fix the laptop, then he would reappear. I would then go back talking to him. He was a cool guy. He told me all about his company and what his vision was. This part sold me, I was excited to work for him, until he told me the conditions.
   I am a business man, I know that certain things cant be sad, but he was asking for too much. Let me remind you this was an unpaid internship that might not last. Anyways, he went into the conditions of which I would need to comply to, which at first were okay, he was asking me to change my style of writing for his companies work only. This was fully okay, I was okay with sticking to guidelines. Then he brought out the other conditions, this included dropping multiple segments from my blog.
   This company would have giving me a huge following, and would have helped me get noticed, but he was asking me to send him every post before I posted it, so he can ensure it doesn’t effect his companies image. I was okay with that until he told me that I also had to delete some of my content. He wasn’t okay with me talking about Zombies  (including ‘Night Crawler Journals’) or posting my Letters to the Chapel series. These are two of my favorite segments on this blog, and ones that let me expand my style of writing. I told him I would think about it, and we ended the interview.
   I got off the computer and walked into the living room. My wife was ecstatic to know what was said, but when I told her his conditions, she literally choked. She knows how much work I put into both of those segments. She told me to do what my heart told me to do. I called my father-in-law, which is a Christian, and asked him to dinner so we could talk about this. He told me over dinner that those conditions were crazy and that I should just go on my own. I knew that he was right. I knew that if I didn’t take the position, I would be working up the ladder again, but I also knew that if I chose to work for him I would be miserable. I finally told the guy to look for another writer, and he was okay with my decision. I had to make the hard choice, views over my content. And since I am not in this to get views, I chose to stay strong in my beliefs.  
I might have missed a big opportunity to get noticed, but if I wasn’t happy, then why even post? I have all respect for the company, but they were asking for too much, for an unpaid internship. Maybe someday, I will find a good job for me, but for now I will stay independent. I am much happier now, as a lone wolf, than I ever would have with the position. If you feel uncomfortable with any part of a contract, consult with the company and see if you can do anything. If there is nothing that can be done, it is best to follow your own path!

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Impromtdude @ Facebook.com/impromtdude

When I began to write; I imagined the journey to only last a few months. That is the longest my hobbies usually last. I gave up on football, basketball, drawing, singing, and being a pastor; so what would be different about writing? I felt that this was going to be another phase of mine, one that would last only a month, then I would leave it aside and chase another dream, but for some reason, I didn’t quit.  I am still writing and I still love it.
Let me be honest; there are days that I want to quit, pack-up my bags, walk through the doors, and never look back. I can never get myself to do it, though. This career path I have chosen is like glue, it is stuck to me and wont let me go. I am with this dream until I cant go anymore.
I am glad, though, don’t get me wrong. This dream that I have been chasing, for the last six years, is just now becoming fun to me. Before, this dream was about making a quick buck, and then getting out of the mix. But when you find the real meaning to the dream, you seem to find a new reason to do it. I wanted the money, but then found that this was the best way to keep myself happy, which then led to me wanting to do this for more than money. Even if I wanted to get in and out, that was impossible. I can’t tell you how many artist, I have talked to, that have giving up because they wanted it instantly. They wanted the fame in a year, but didn’t realize they needed to work hard for years to get noticed.
Any type of artist will need to work hard, for at least 2-6 years, before they get their break. NF, a Christian rapper, was on year 6, I believe, when he got his shot at fame. Eminem did underground work for years. It is even harder for writers to get noticed, though. There is way more writers in the market, then there are jobs. I did a post almost a year ago talking about the chances of getting a job in writing. The chances were really low, I cant remember the percent, but it was under 50%. This means that if I ever want to get paid to write, I will have to be on top of my game at all times, because you never know who is watching!
But the truth is, I don’t care, I am not in this to be rich and famous. I would be foolish to say that I don’t want that, but if it never happens I wouldn’t be upset.  I have always stood by the modo “I am a writer because I love to write”  Any rewards that come after that are reasons to push myself as a writer. But I will never be upset because a publisher didn’t notice me, and then put on one of my friends, I will be happy. They are living the dream also that means my publisher will be even better for me. I cant get mad because I am not getting paid, because when you begin to mix money in with passion, you get a messy kitchen, and that is one thing I wouldn’t want.

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Impromtdude @ Facebook.com/impromtdude

While I’m on my day off, I don’t relax. There is always something that can be done, and I use the time that I’m not posting, to do the little business things. Today was no different, I spent my day working on business cards, and stickers. I find that this will be the best way to promote my blog.
Soon, I will be posting a blog about how you can get some free stickers. But in life you can never get things for free, but I will promise that it won’t be hard. It will be simply, you promoting me.
So Stay tuned, because it’s going to be an exciting ride for us, my fans and me, that is. I love you and hope you had a great day:)

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