Adam,
I've tried experimenting with lower prices, but I found it only brings on the 'grinders'--clients who know you're desparate and will take every advantage of you.
I recently negotiated a price for a 'sweet sixteen' party for someone my wife knows. During the negotiation, it became apparent that she wanted a major production, with multilocation shooting, riding a limo and shooting a reality TV-style video in addition to the reception. I gave her a very low initial price of $1495, as it was right up there with a wedding shoot for complexity (my wedding prices ranged from $1495-$2995). After an hour, we negotiated down to $1100. I wasn't feeling that the job was worth it at this point. And the woman wasn't sure if she wanted to pay it. She told us she'd let us know next week. Before we left, she motioned us over to an open window. What happened next just was the heigh of absurdity. She pointed to a brand new $80,000 black Mercedes that she proudly announced she'd taken delivery of yesterday. We said have a nice day and left.
Another couple, members of the same organization my wife is in, wanted a video done of their 25th vow renewal. I came up with a friend to friend low price of $450. He countered with $150. I turned down the job as I knew it would not be profitable. They guy was the head of some state power authority and his wife was a practicing doctor. They lived in a house that only James Bond could afford.
I don't have that much free time. It's mainly taken up with marketing, repairing my roof during the warmer months, and taking care of my daughter, who was diagnosed with Autism last year. While becoming educated on the condition, I recognized many of the symptoms in myself, when I was a child--in fact many--like the 'one track mindedness' and inability to multitask, as well as poor social skills, are all attributes of Asberger's syndrome. I was never diagnosed because the condition was not recognized when I was a kid. But now I understand a lot more about what lead to the bizarre life I have lived.
Highfigh,
My hands lose pretty much all their function when the temp is below 50°F. Even in the house, where it's 55°F, I find them stiff. I have little feeling in my fingers. Just like when one gets out of the dentist's office after anesthesia, and can't feel one's lips, drinking from a cup just results in spilled liquid. My fingers can't feel or grasp a tool when it's cold because there's no tactile feedback.
I ran Esso gas in my Caddy up to about 1971. The station had a sticker on the pump stating "105+ Octane" on it. A few years later, I couldn't get it anymore. Most of my older cars started to have severe pinging issues with the newer, lower octane gas. But the end of the 70s, I was resorting to retarding the ignition timing to reduce the ping, but at great cost of performance. When that car was pretty new, running on Esso hi-test gas, it could burn rubber for half a block easily. Gawd I miss those days!