Day 1
So I signed up for this steemit thing a week ago. A whole week ago and I’m just now getting approved to use my account, kmt. I wonder what all the fuss was about, I hope it’s not another Ponzi scheme; at least my money isn’t in it.
Wow, so many people making money on here. Wait $540? For one post? And it’s just some pictures with little text. Well damn, I gotta get me some of this. What’s the first thing to do here? Introduce myself innit; where’s that picture I took outside that fancy restaurant a month ago. That should do it.
Day 2
Well my introduce myself post made $10, not a bad start. Time to draft some posts and start seeing em dollars rise baby.
Day 4
What the hell is this cheetah’s problem? Commenting on my posts and shit. So good ol’ copy and paste is too good for y’all. Damn, a homie has to start crafting posts and all that, this might be harder than I thought.
Day 8
20 posts later and I’ve still only made $10 from my introduce myself post. Apparently I’m a minnow or some shit and the people making all the money are whales. Steemit sucks; I even started writing all this shit myself too. All em whales have tons of followers. How am I even supposed to compete? Time to rely on some classic social media strategy. Follow for follow my good friends.
Day 18
So now I got about 400 followers, but my payouts aint increased a bit! What the hell? A new friend I made told me about an upvote dealer. I guess I might as well see what that’s about.
Day 20
The upvote dealer helped, his name’s Rando and thanks to him I make about $2 on every post now. I’ve also given up on that follow for follow thing, that shit don’t work here. Gotta start leaving good comments on posts and engaging the society, thought this was supposed to be good free money; it’s turning into a lot of work. I should have joined last year, would’ve been a whale too. Just my luck.
Day 28
Hell no. Rando don fucked me up. I paid for an upvote and that homie didn’t give me anything, talking about technical difficulties and shit. Just what I get for getting in bed with a dealer. Started getting some real engagement though, people actually read my shit and leave comments. I might not even need that dealer no more.
Day 34
Yo this steemit thing is actually hella fun. I didn’t even notice I started spending all my time on here. So many nice people here, I guess this is what living in Canada must feel like. And the dollars have started rolling in too, slowly but I’ll get there eventually. In the meantime I’m gonna live it up with my steem homies yo.
Thank you for reading. This post is my entry into Mike's writing challange. Here is the prompt given:
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I don't know why I wrote this with the inner voice of a black American male. Must be because of the movie I was watching earlier.
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