As an unemployed human being, I’ve been enlisted by my enterprising father to help with a new e-commerce website. My responsibilities include:
- Purchasing domain name(s)
- Working with BigCommerce support because purchasing a new domain name via BC caused the current website to go down… Life
- “Designing website” aka selecting theme on BigCommerce
- Figuring out categories and site organization
- Uploading all pictures… one… by… one. They seriously need to optimize updating products
- Writing product descriptions… not my favorite thing to do in the world… As much as I love writing, I’ve never felt so useless as when staring at an Excel spreadsheet of products I have to describe in the most marketable way possible.
- Meeting with a good friend who is pro at website marketing and getting overwhelmed with all the to-do’s such as…
- Creating an About page
- Reorganizing categories because the way I had it before repeated products in different categories
- Make font sizes bigger because our target market isn’t known for the sharpest eyesight (older women and men)
- Create new info and content for each category page (another non-favorite type of writing)
- Crawl through Sephora.com to see how the best describe their products
- Meeting with my dad’s friend to talk about new products… for which pictures and product descriptions will need to be conjured up.
When my dad first came to me with this proposition, I was a ball of complaints and reluctance and bitching and moaning. I felt like he was always trying to get me to do things I didn’t want to do, capitalizing on another human being, his own daughter, for free labor.
While this is technically true – no one in their right mind would do this for free – I also realized a couple things:
- I’m unemployed. And that means my contribution to the family is greatly diminished. And
- I have (some) time. I still fill up my days with things to do and schedule out my week but it’s definitely more flexible than my salary days.
- I can learn from this. Even though this is not something I’m interested in in the long run, I know it’s not only a good opportunity to learn something technical (even just on the surface) but to figure something out on my own. And that made it seem fun.
- He’s my dad. Okay, more a fact for all my 27/28 years of life than a realization, but still.
Once I came to terms with these things, I then had to get over the fact that he would sort of operate as my boss. This was harder than anything else because:
- I don’t like working for people too much. And when I do work for people, I like to work closely with them so we can collaborate and join forces. I don’t mind doing the grunt work as long as I understand why and I get a say in it. Damn I’m a bad employee.
- He’s my dad. I just didn’t like the idea of him holding it against me, coercing me to do work simply because he was my “boss”.
The cool thing was that once we started moving this thing forward, I realized I had assumed more than anything.
- He handed over his credit card (oh what) and said I could use it for whatever I needed, and even hinted at dinner with my friends, which I assumed he was joking about (which he really shouldn’t have… hahah).
- Anytime I came to him with decisions, I could tell he was depending on me, my research, and experience to help guide him.
- And anytime he came to me with a new request, he always approached in an “asking” manner instead of a direct command, which I was used to.
Not sure I want to spend the rest of my life working for/with him but it’s a nice change to our relationship. We can actually work together on something without wanting to strangle each other. Cool. I call this adulting.