A friend of mine posted these on another forum ...
You know you're an internet marketer, when:
- family members take you aside one day and ask if you're secretly dealing drugs on the side...
- the only thing dating means to you is a niche
- the neighbors think you're into something illegal when they observe you not going to work but having all the trappings of success
- every item at your garage sale ends with a ‘7
- you still make the same income when your on holidays
- it takes you twenty minutes to explain to people what you do for a living and they still don't quite get it
- you offer "Bonuses" that are worth WAY more than the affiliate product you are selling
- people on five different continents recognize your name - but your neighbors don't
- you sit there for three more hours thinking, "Damn, I really have to go to the bathroom" But, you end up sitting for a few more because there's just one more ...
- when you know You are Freaking cool... and are envied by friends
- your friends send you text messages at 2PM that say, "Call me when you wake up"
- IM no longer means instant messaging, and PR is a number rather than a division in your company
- you watch TV and think "I wonder if they have an affiliate program for that" whenever you see a commercial
- you have to run back to your PC during game halftime to take down a special offer before the 3rd quarter begins again
- you go to bed when others wake up (and vice versa) and you need food but cant buy it, not because you're poor, but because all stores are closed when you're awake
- you go to your bank cashing checks, and they're ALWAYS asking "is ClickBank the name of the bank?"...and you say: "No, its not the name of the bank"
- you spend three times as much as you pay for rent on fricking Adwords
- you have a bunch of clocks on the wall showing you the time in the US, EU and Australia
- you have people "working for you" in very, very far away countries
- you look at your watch and it says "9pm" and you think "ok...so its 2pm" because your main market is on another continent
- you leave the house to get some food "before you go to bed"...which is usually 7am or something..and you see hordes of cranky people in rush hour sitting in their cars going to work....
+1 the jokes in this thread made sense to you
+2 you laughed at them and had the urge to turn around and tell someone else, and then realized no one else you know would get it