Dream of a Lifetime

When I started my blog in 2016, I had a very modest goal in mind. I would use it to become Fabulously Wealthy.

Well, it looks like I am on my way.

Last night, I posted my first ad on Lifetime Sentences and already, the riches are rolling in. I won’t claim to be good with math, metrics, charts and reports, etc., but from my reading of the chart below,  it is apparent I have earned a cool $1,000 from the ad in less than 24 hours. When I saw that, I rushed right over to the Corvette store in our town and began negotiations with the sales team there. They wanted to see evidence that I would be able to pay for the candy apple red model I had picked out, so I showed them the earnings table below on my phone. As a result, I have come to believe that Corvette sales teams are rude and prone to becoming quite physical as they escort potential customers through the front door and back out into the parking lot. I am a little hurt as I was only making enquiries and I thought that showing the sales team the evidence of my blog revenue  would have won me a more friendly welcome. But, I am not discouraged and on Monday will be visiting the Lamborghini store. I can’t begin to imagine what the amount in my ad account might be by then. Wish me luck!

Lifetime Sentences Ad Earnings

Today so far        CA$0.01
Yesterday             CA$0.00
Last 7 days           CA$0.00
This month         CA$0.01
Last 28 days        CA$0.00

©2019 Jim Hagarty

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.