Co-worker: can you make this poster a bit more mature? It’s very childish, make it cool, mature, and modern.
Me after basically copying last year’s design since my co-worker said “basically the same” will be “more than enough”: uh, okay, I’ll see what I can do.
Co-worker: do you want me to pick one?
Me: pick one what?
Co-worker: one like, poster…
Me: to copy?
Co-worker: no, to write the text on.
Me: I… you think I downloaded this picture and just put text on it?
Co-worker: is that not what you did?
Me: no, I designed this element by element.
Co-worker: oh so that’s why making a poster takes so long every time.
Tag: i ramble
Me: writing goes kind of well tonight, this is so cool ^^
My brain: that’s nice but where is your life going? you’re stuck at a dead-end job that pays like shit, you have no talents and ambitions and you’re a disappointment to your family. your writing is a good tenporary distraction but your life hasn’t moved forward in seven years and you’re wasting your youth. this small triumph is worthless and you’re a fool for believing anything else.
Me: alright, damn
I watched Coco with my sister so I’ll be reblogging more about it from now, if you plan to watch it you might want to blacklist “coco” or “coco spoilers” to not see these posts cause some of them might give away the ending of the movie, just in case.
I dreamt that I had to travel to Germany for a work thing for a month for like a training or whatever and the day I was supposed to leave I was late with packing and going to the train station and then I just decided I didn’t want to go so I tried to come up with any reason not to go but the whole thing was already paid for so I would’ve had to pay it back to my workplace, and then my form master was there as I was trying to escape from Budapest so I didn’t have to travel to Germany, and anyway a lot of nightmare-ish crap happened that I don’t want to talk about but I wish I could stop dreaming about my dead form master lol
I dreamt that my grandpa and I were driving to a beach(?) but the traffic was so weird like motorcycles in the opposite-going lane kept coming over to ours and we had to swerve to avoid them and they kept falling over and going off road right until one was coming straight at us and we both swerved and the motorcyclist drove off the road and crashed into the garage of a house that was right by the road and we drove off too in the same direction but stopped on the frontyard. The motorcyclist got injured and there were a bunch of people around and my grandpa got injured as well but not too severely. It was implied by the family the garage belonged to that because of all the weird motorcycles driving like mad 911 must be getting a lot of calls so we shouldn’t expect them to come fast because there must be several other injuries that need more urgent care, we still decided to call 911 and I offered to do it.
But somehow I was so disoriented in my dream I didn’t even know which village we were in and had to find street signs but then I got lost and said the wrong location then I hung up to look for better directions and then I couldn’t reach them again, plus then this guy who lived in that house came up to me and it was long dark by then when I tried to call my mum to tell her about the accident and she asked how the beach was and I tried to like explain what happened but I felt so weird I couldn’t form words properly. So then this guy came up to me and tried to like, threaten me or scare me out of calling for help but then he left and idk what happened after that, it was just weird.
I hate spring so much and it’s all over the air. The branches and the ground are still dead but I can just feel it in the air. Honestly why can’t it be winter forever ;_;
okay google is it appropriate to tweet a band “will you losers put the bonus tracks on spotify or wot”
Client tells me to take off logos off the posters cause a different organisation organised the events. I apologise, resend the whole package without the logos. Three weeks later he writes to me again that I mixed up two dates but since I wasn’t home at the time I couldn’t even react before he corrects himself saying he saw it wrong and the dates are actually fine. A few days later just now a few hours ago he writes to me again “there’s still actually something wrong with the posters, could you take the logos off of them?” like…. I already have, I checked it too, there are no logos on them o_o
Tell you what’s bullshit tho. We have March 15th off as a national holiday but in order to have a four-day weekend we also have March 16th off but since it’s not a holiday we have to make up for those hours on another day (this Saturday). Everyone in my office takes it as a day off but I don’t get as many days off as they do so I’ll work this Saturday which is fine, and since it’s in place of a Friday where work is only from 7:30-13:00 I thought I only had to be in between 7:30 and 13:00 but now my boss said I have to be in regular hours (7:30-16:00) unless I’m willing to work regular hours this Friday.
????? What’s this Friday got to do with next Friday? This Friday doesn’t magically turn into a Thursday, it’s the Saturday that works as a Friday since those are the hours we have to make up for this Saturday o_o Even in schools they use Friday timetables since that’s the day they had to ~relocate.
Such bullshit.