Before I quit my day job to become a professional copywriter, I had a regular job and a regular paycheck. Every 15 days or so, I’d get an email or an invalid check or something to tell me that, once again, I could buy groceries.

But now checks come v-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y to my post office box. I have to
drive to check the mail every other day or so, and, if I’m very lucky and I’ve
been a good little copywriter all week, I’ll have a check.

$75 here. $750 there. Instead of two notices a month to tell me that I have money, I have to collect checks and remember to bring them with me when I’m going to the bank.

This is a problem for me. I’m forgetful, and I hate to run errands. I hadn’t counted
on having to process each and every small amount. I actually set up a PayPal
account so I could accept credit cards, but only one client did that (my first
$100). Everyone else pays s-l-o-w-l-y by check.

Oh well. I’m getting lots of pens at my bank.