"There were books I wished I could have gone back and actually read," she said. "But I had to produce 70 pieces of content a week to pay my bills."
Here is a now-professional publicist who gleefully boasted to Internet users about how she defrauded paying customers—a bush-league Jack Abramoff in drag.
Maybe this public confession was a gas for Brittany. I was aghast—especially after paying a book service several hundred dollars to review my novel and the anonymous reviewer spent 15 minutes and barfed all over it.
Social Media Weirdness
Several years ago, I wrote a column about an overseas company that had a worldwide public relations windfall. I described it and took off on a reverie on how to create a business model that would enable this product to generate big sales in the U.S.
A couple of days later I received the following email:
Thank you for your article ... My name is William and I am vice president of [the overseas company]. We got some inspirations from your lusted vision and insight in this article to capitalize this momentum. Now we are forging our strategy on how to launch this project to the Northern American market. My question for you is that do you have any background in [this] business before and will you have interest to participate in our mission? If positive would you please send me your resume see if we can cooperate together to put it into action? Look forward to your reply soon.
Hey, I'll talk to anybody about anything. This resulted in my doing some research and coming up with a business plan whereby these folks could make some small, relatively inexpensive tests. If the tests worked out, they could roll out nationally, open an exciting new market and cream it.