Currently in route to a client – maybe- who decided to haggle me on my travel fees. Yes, I understand that the banks are charging $15 for notarizations. So am I. But I’m also a mobile. So, I’m waiting to hear back while I’m in this Uber headed his way. I mean, if he wants to wait till 9am tl the bank opens, he’s more than welcome to.
Ugh. He just canceled. Note to self, will no longer be servicing clients in the 90047 area or clients named Shah.
Yes, I like the idea of having a part time business that I control and generates income.
Yes, I like being able to control most of the fees in involved in my service (travel fee, rush service, etc.) The state of California dictates how much I can charge per notarization.
And yes, I like that I get the choose when I work… in theory…
See, I call myself a mobile/traveling notary which means I go to my clients when they need my services. Key word: “when“. So as much I may like the idea of controlling my hours, my hours are dependent on when my clients.
As single female who’s hustlin’, I can never forget that my business — or any business — is dependent on the client. No client, no business. Their time, my time. No matter I may be. No matter is I just woke up from what I was calling a nap before. I’m needed then serve.
But, it’s still my time.
It’s Saturday night and the bars are filling up with sport fans, casual friends and those looking for a good happy hour. And where am I? Outside of Verse on 8th and Grand waiting for a notary client that found my ad on Craigslist.
Upside? A paying client with travel fees.
No? That’s the highlight if my Saturday. No hot date or bar hopping with friends.
Just another dollar earned… And that’s actually something to smile about.