This morning, I started thinking about my dad. He was never really there for us, but when he was “there”, it felt like we were a chore.
This memory came to me: When I first began designing and learning Photoshop, my dad made me design a flyer for a nightclub he worked at. I was just barely a teenager and it was fun working on real projects — so I did the flyer without a second thought.
It actually came out pretty good.
The thing is, my dad got paid for that flyer. He made money off of it. I didn’t see a dime of it. At the time I hadn’t started working professionally, so I didn’t realize how wrong it was. I spoke up anyways and told my mom.
I’m not 100% clear on what exactly happened before or after, but I remember there was lots of yelling, threats of violence, and he put his hands on me. I stuck up for myself and he refused to have it; he hurt me in retaliation. He made me feel like I didn’t deserve to do good work and get paid for it. Like I didn’t earn the right to be a professional.
After that I lost some respect for him… among the countless other things that he did and didn’t do that made me lose all respect I could ever have for him.
This memory stuck out because it was the moment I realized that as a professional who is a minority, people can and will walk all over you if you let them. If you are perceived as weak or less-than, people will try to take advantage of you. Even your own dad.
“people can and will walk all over you if you let them”
Since then I have learned the hard way that any and all freelance projects need signed contracts, a clear statement of work and a clear payment schedule. I have learned the hard way that even the nicest of clients will refuse to pay you once work is done. I have learned the hard way that you can get fucked over and not realize it until much later. I have learned the hard way that you can be talented, do great work and still encounter people in tech who will refuse to see those things. Instead they choose to see you as “lesser”. I have learned the hard way that the only person who cares is me, so I have to stick up for myself.
That’s not to say clients or companies or people in tech are bad. They’re not. I am grateful and fortunate enough to have worked with really great clients and companies in the past. However, in this industry, people like me have to approach these kinds of things more seriously. We have to work harder to prove our worth and earn respect. We have to put systems in place that protect our work. And even then, they can still ignore us. They can still not pay us. They can still treat us poorly. They can still be racist or sexist or ageist.
This attitude comes not without consequences: I often get labeled as “angry” or “mean”. The truth is, I am not a mean person. I simply approach my work in a serious and direct manner, because I deserve to be respected and treated fairly. I worked really hard to get here, there’s no way I’m going to let anyone or anything pull me back. Because I have experienced how badly it sucks to be burned. So with my approach, I am demanding to be respected and taken seriously. A man would get applauded for this same attitude. But me? “Mean, angry, not nice”.
I said this because I want people to know that the boxes others place them in are not fences. They are imaginary. If you’re at an interview and the interviewer thinks you’re a complete joke because you’re young? Move on and don’t worry about it because your age doesn’t have anything to do with the caliber of your work. (This happened to me)
If a potential employer or company wants to pay you less because you’re young and “have less expenses”, demand that you get paid what you deserve. (This happened to me)
If your invoices don’t get paid and the client thinks it’s okay to not pay you, send invoices with late fees and either take them to small claims court and/or hire a lawyer to send them a letter. (This happened to me)
If you get treated poorly at a conference/event because you’re a woman or a minority or are young, remove yourself from the situation because it’s not worth it to engage with people who are close minded. (This happened to me)
There will be people out there who see you as less-than, but those people literally do not matter because there are so many others out there who will see your light and magic. They will see your talent and respect your work. They will be on your team and you on theirs. We have to support each other, uplift each other, create a community that will last for future generations.
I want to acknowledge and thank the incredibly kind people who believed in me, who stood by me, who uplifted me. I am so grateful for the clients and companies I have worked with who believed in me. Thank you all so much.