I am an online survey guru. I take a lot of them. Surveys, that is. By being a member of a number of survey sites, I receive a lot of offers about a lot of subjects almost every day of the year.
Let me be clear: I do not do this because I find it fascinating or fun (I, more often than not, do not) or because I have oodles of time to waste on the interwebs. No. I do it for one simple reason: I get something out of it. Something tangible. Something I can spend. Like a gift card or cold, hard cash. It’s a nice way for a stay-at-home mom to earn a little something extra. My favorite site is e-Rewards, but I think one can become a member by invitation only. And don’t ask how I got an invitation, because I really don’t know. But I love this site because they have plenty of survey opportunities and, over the course of a few years, I have earned several $50 gift cards to Target and Starbucks. That is enough to make this girl very happy.
But today, I participated in a different opportunity with a different company, Schlesinger Associates. They conduct in-person, telephone, and web interviews and then pay you for them. (I tell you all this not because I am a spokesperson for them, but because maybe some of you, too, will want to try your hand at this.) I qualified for the survey I took this afternoon by being an infertile. Yes…my infertility actually made me part of the “in-crowd” this time. Go figure.
The survey itself was kind of weird. It was done by phone at a pre-scheduled time and had a web component to it as well, with lots of silent strangers listening in to my conversation with the interviewer. I was instructed to read a leaflet about an unspecified injectable fertility medication and then was asked to regurgitate some of what I’d read in my own words. Nerve-wracking? A little. I felt like I was back in nursing school being quizzed in my Pharmacology class. But this time, I knew I wasn’t going to be docked a letter grade (or pay) for a wrong answer. They just wanted to make sure they’re providing information about a medication in a clear, concise, easy-to-understand manner.
All in all, it wasn’t super exciting, or even super, super easy. I actually had to use my brain, but I can manage that pretty efficiently with the incentive of being paid $2/minute. Yes, that’s right. For my 40-minute interview, I earned $85. Who can complain about that?
And I think I can honestly say that this is the first time infertility has ever put money back into my pocket.