So I’ve rewritten this post a few times. Because I don’t know exactly how to go about it.

On one hand, hearing from my older readers is fantastic.

On the other hand, getting emails from old readers who had never made their presence known the first time around, is odd.

Getting passive aggressive emails from an old reader flat out demanding  I put the old strips up because they deserve it? Well.

I still haven’t responded to that email because quite frankly, I don’t know how to.

Since the old site went down in February, I’ve received a handful of emails all asking me if I was aware that the site was down (I had to give permission, so yeah), or if I was aware that viagra had “hacked” the old site (nope, they just bought the domain name after it lapsed), or just “hey, what happened?” (long story, here ya go). And for the most part, most of those emails have been polite. There was one recently that got under my skin, but I still assume that one was just because I’d had a shitty day at work when I read it. (If you’re that guy that I responded to this weekend, yay! You’re still here!)

But this guy.

I really don’t want to give the “I do this for free, what the hell is your problem?” speech because it’s been done to death and 99.9999999% of the people who know I exist on the internet are awesome and don’t need to hear it anyways. But I’ve gotta or I’m not going to get any work done, so I’m apologizing in advance to the awesome people (you know who you are).

I don’t think that some people realize what “I do this for free” actually means. Because what it actually means is “you are getting something for free, that I shell money out to do.” Server and hosting costs, domain and set up fees. Art supplies. Paper. Free time. My social life. Hours of sweet, precious sleep. I gave a lot of time and money* to give a story to strangers on the internet who barely made themselves known outside of google analytics.

And you know what? I enjoy it. I wouldn’t be doing it again/still if I didn’t.  Because I’m not delusional. I will not be one of the comic greats. All I want is to tell a story from start to finish that maybe some people find entertaining.

I’m used to not hearing from my readers. I’m an absolute lurker myself, and a horrible fucking blogger, so I can’t judge anyone for enjoying something without emailing me about it every week or month or year. I do the exact same thing with every other site ever. What few “omg i love your stoof” emails I’ve sent were nerve wracking. And without exception, all of the few emails I’ve received over the years have been fantastic. I kept every single one of them even after I responded (and I do respond to every single one) because my readers were/are fantastic.

Except this guy.

I do not understand the entitlement, and because I don’t, I don’t know how to respond.

So, I guess, if you’re that guy, either stop being that guy, or just…I don’t know. Stop being that guy.

Throw money at me and then you can feel entitled**.

 

*To be fair, I was being hosted by a friend, so my web fees for the first few years were freaking zilch. He’s a fantastic guy and I’m eternally grateful; but I moved hosting so I could stop mooching off him, so it’s my own fault my fees went up.

**Don’t throw money at me. It makes me nervous. Also, money is filthy.