Jesus fucking christ.
Apparently, if it requires either simple hand tools or heavy lifting, I have to be the one to do it.
I have never in my life been surrounded by so many people that can't figure out how to do the simplest things. Like, ok, you need to move some tables, but there is mic cable running through holes connecting them all. Um, ok, unscrew the boxes and pull the wire! Wow, what a concept! And, oh, uh, these really fucking heavy tv trays need to be moved into storage...well...we'll just leave them for Laura, because they're both almost as heavy and as big as she is.
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm proud that I can do the work that I do, but that does not mean I want to do it all the time by myself while everyone just stands around staring or goes home early. Gah. *Note: I do wanna say for the record I'm not actually talking about anyone in my department, but rather in other departments associated with us.
*slams head on desk* Today has just been really frustrating in every possible way. I got up early to go to this last minute career fair that my mom found, because ClearChannel was going to have a booth. So I wake up early, wrestle with my lame laptop to get my resume off of it, and head over. I get there to their measly booth, and there is this dude arguing with the CC chick...something about "wanting a gauranteed job and job security" and all that. So I walk away, and come back. Still arguing. I walk away again and come back, and this time go up to the booth and start picking through papers. STILL arguing. So I walk around the place again, and the third time the dude is still there, so I'm like, fuck that shit, and headed on. I wasn't really impressed anyways. The website had more information, and Lord knows I need a K92 bumper sticker like I need a VD. Besides, I think it's against my standards as an indie promoter to work for a major company. Though it would be nice to get a job someplace like that when I move so that I at least know I wouldn't starve for a year.
Speaking of not starving, my 'dirty old man' keeps bringing me lunch, lol. How cute. He's a good guy. He saw I was having a rough day and moved a lot of the heaviest stuff for me without me even noticing until afterwards. *sigh*
Anyways, tonight: the studio. I hope tonight I'll be coming home with my equipment in one hand and a cd of demos in the other.
"Here's a toast to vulnerability
Cheers for abused trust
You could say love is all-consuming
And it just consumed me
This fire that consumes me..."
Apparently, if it requires either simple hand tools or heavy lifting, I have to be the one to do it.
I have never in my life been surrounded by so many people that can't figure out how to do the simplest things. Like, ok, you need to move some tables, but there is mic cable running through holes connecting them all. Um, ok, unscrew the boxes and pull the wire! Wow, what a concept! And, oh, uh, these really fucking heavy tv trays need to be moved into storage...well...we'll just leave them for Laura, because they're both almost as heavy and as big as she is.
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm proud that I can do the work that I do, but that does not mean I want to do it all the time by myself while everyone just stands around staring or goes home early. Gah. *Note: I do wanna say for the record I'm not actually talking about anyone in my department, but rather in other departments associated with us.
*slams head on desk* Today has just been really frustrating in every possible way. I got up early to go to this last minute career fair that my mom found, because ClearChannel was going to have a booth. So I wake up early, wrestle with my lame laptop to get my resume off of it, and head over. I get there to their measly booth, and there is this dude arguing with the CC chick...something about "wanting a gauranteed job and job security" and all that. So I walk away, and come back. Still arguing. I walk away again and come back, and this time go up to the booth and start picking through papers. STILL arguing. So I walk around the place again, and the third time the dude is still there, so I'm like, fuck that shit, and headed on. I wasn't really impressed anyways. The website had more information, and Lord knows I need a K92 bumper sticker like I need a VD. Besides, I think it's against my standards as an indie promoter to work for a major company. Though it would be nice to get a job someplace like that when I move so that I at least know I wouldn't starve for a year.
Speaking of not starving, my 'dirty old man' keeps bringing me lunch, lol. How cute. He's a good guy. He saw I was having a rough day and moved a lot of the heaviest stuff for me without me even noticing until afterwards. *sigh*
Anyways, tonight: the studio. I hope tonight I'll be coming home with my equipment in one hand and a cd of demos in the other.
"Here's a toast to vulnerability
Cheers for abused trust
You could say love is all-consuming
And it just consumed me
This fire that consumes me..."
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