Couple weeks ago I sent an email with the subject line:<\/p>\n
“Apparently I sell snake oil now. Who knew?”<\/strong><\/p>\n Remember that one?<\/p>\n If not, here’s a quick refresher:<\/p>\n It was about some butt hurt would-be client who wanted me to waste time gathering information for him about my “services” and client work, even though I don’t do client work anymore, and am not for hire. When I told him that, he got all butt hurt, and said I was a snake oil salesman (without any specific reasons why), he did his homework on me (he didn’t), wasn’t impressed (even though he wanted to see more of my work heh), and so on.<\/p>\n I don’t know I’d call him a “troll” necessarily.<\/p>\n (He was more an orc or troglodyte.)<\/p>\n But, an argument could be made…<\/p>\n Anyway, here’s why I bring it up:<\/p>\n The ever-charming Naomi Novella chimed in with a special poem she wrote for trolls shortly after.<\/p>\n If you know any trolls, methinks you’ll get a kick out of it.<\/p>\n I certainly did.<\/p>\n Here’s what she said:<\/p>\n Wow, the daily emails are not enough, the radio show? A free email player sample is right there on your website. Perhaps a $2.99 ebook? I guess $2.99 is too steep for this tight ass.<\/strong><\/p>\n A poem for all the trolls of the internet:<\/strong><\/p>\n Troll<\/strong> With gratitude for all you do Ben…<\/strong><\/p>\n Naomi Novella<\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n Awright.<\/p>\n On to bid’niz:<\/p>\n Next “Email Players” issue goes to the printer Thursday.<\/p>\n One of the secrets inside is how to conduct your business so you attract more higher quality clients, customers and buyers… and less grunting, do-nothing trolls. (As you saw, a few will always slip through the cracks… but this will help minimize and marginalize them so they haunt someone else.)<\/p>\n This alone can add more scratch to ye bottom line.<\/p>\n But time is short.<\/p>\n And, the hour grows late.<\/p>\n Subscribe here to get this issue in time:<\/p>\n
\n Sits lonely and stares<\/strong>
\n at computer screen glare<\/strong>
\n in dark office room…he feels the gloom<\/strong>
\n Wondering why…his business can’t fly<\/strong>
\n Or where the women went<\/strong>
\n Maybe because all he does<\/strong>
\n Is criticize and lament<\/strong>
\n Others because they live and earn<\/strong>
\n While he stares and burns<\/strong><\/p>\n