Medium Referral program

My One and Only Referred Member

Please, don’t go

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My dear, precious referred member.

You came to me this August.

I’ve been adding this stupid ending to my stories, join medium with my referral link and blah blah blah, every single time for almost a year. Nothing happened. In August, I stopped doing it. I learned that as of September, the referral thing is no longer a thing, so I felt an immense relief. To keep putting this stupid invitation that sounded like, please, come to my house, or I’ll shoot you, had been causing me a lot of emotional discomfort.

And then, all of a sudden, here you are.

You have a strange name that I can’t even remember, you probably come from a country I don’t know very well. You must have read one of my oldest stories and God knows why, decided to use my stupid, miserable referral link.

You came into my stats and added two dollars to my income.

The two dollars were a nice thing. Much nicer, however, was the feeling of acknowledgment.

All of my efforts were finally rewarded. I pleaded, demanded, threatened, and voila, I have a guest.

How much dearer to me you are as I know you’ll be the only one I’ll ever have.