2002.03.05 into the new york city night we crawl:

today i realized how much i hate some of the people i work with. there's this one girl who is really condescending toward me and it makes me want to punch her in the face. case in point…

:::warning! stupid work story!:::

the other day this order came sliding through the works to design this flyer for this boxing event. they basically wanted me to recreate the original which had these boxing hornets on it. but the girl i hate was like "just leave that area blank. we'll copy the artwork onto it from the old flyer." i just looked at her and said "it would be much easier to just scan the graphic and place it, and then run the copies." she scoffed, got haughty with me and said "look…we're just gonna do a paste-up. just leave the space, okay?"

so i did. i laid the whole fucking thing out and left them their big stupid white space.

well today i'm sitting back there and she walks in with the same order…the altercation went a little like this…

her: look…you really need to scan this graphic. you should have done that in the first place.
me: well…you told me not to.
her: well…you should have done it.

keep in mind that she's not agreeing with my previous stance…she's getting shitty with me because i didn't scan the graphic in the first place. where's a switchblade when you really need it?

yeah…and the muzak in that place makes me want to kill myself.

but i did use company time to design the cover to the march mix, which i'm sure i'll end up posting here, sooner or later.

don't fuckin' con-den-send me, man…i'll fuckin' kill ya man.

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