A few weeks ago, I logged into my Facebook ads account.
My ad account was not showing.
I was on my laptop, so thought it was just a glitch.
The following day, I tried accessing it on my desktop computer, no luck.
I reached out to Facebook support.
I started advertising on Facebook in 2012.
This was something I’ve never seen before.
It appears, someone removed my access to my own ads account.
After 2.5 weeks of back and forth with Facebook where I had to verify my bank account, identification, past transactions, website, email, mom’s maiden name, my favorite color, and what time I go to bed.
Yesterday, I was given access to my ads account.
What a pain in the ass.
I ended up spending $465.06 that I had no control of.
I made $403.35, so I was in the red.
I was not able to turn off any of the underperforming ads.
In business, and life, things don’t go as planned.
If you’ve been on this planet for more than 57 days, you’re well aware of that.
This was something out of my control.
Facebook initially told me they’d get back to me within 24-48 hours.
It took 17 days.
It was out of my control.
It sucked, but I didn’t let it effect my day-to-day life.
I went about my day.
Business very rarely goes as planned.
There are constant fires that you’re going to have to put out.
Most of the fires that “spring up” typically happen at the least ideal times.
It’s how you react to it that’s important.
Focus on the things that you can control.
This is something I yap about often.
Here’s what you CAN control;
- The content you consume
- What you do in your spare time
- People you associate with
- People you follow on social media
- What you eat
- What you decide to spend your money on
Don’t let people or things rob you of your happiness or energy….it’s not worth it.
You deserve better than that.
My name is Adam Dukes…I started life in Brighton, Michigan, a stone’s throw from where your father’s car was probably built.
A father to two (Ava & Ashton), a Dadpreneur, a marketing strategist, a horrendous fantasy football player, a dreadful golfer, a cheeseburger connoisseur and a wastebucket full of useless sports knowledge.