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Things I hate about my job:

At the first of the month we send out our initial contact e-mails to all our authors. Sometimes they e-mail back, sometimes they don't. Today I got an e-mail back. The lady said "I need my audio book by July 29th. Can you do this for me?" To which I responded with the standard response of "I will have to talk to my director of operations to find out if we can do that for you."

Normally this is not a problem, but this lady threw a freaking fit. She said "well, the audio director told me we could do this, blah blah blah." Herein lies the problem: I was not told by anybody that this was the plan. I REALLY hate it that people at my job don't tell the people ahead in the production line "oh hey, this is going to happen and it's already been talked about, just thought you should know."

What else bothers me is that any time something like this happens, the author will run crying like a little girl to Dr. Tate, the founder of the company! a) He can't do anything about it, because he's not the CEO. b) If they do actually get the CEO involved, he usually just tells you to take care of it yourself because it's NEVER as big a deal as the author is making it out to be, or if it IS a big deal he tells the department head to take care of it.

I was talking to Liz about this, and we came to the conclusion that this is what happens when parents give into their kids when they throw fits about not getting their way about something. The parent gives in, and the child learns they can manipulate and it just continues throughout their adult lives! GAH!!

Seriously, if you ever find yourself in the author role of this situation, just talk to the person and tell them "I was told this by X person, if you talk with them I'm sure they will confirm it." Don't go running to the CEO. It pisses the designer off.

This job would be great if it wasn't for the authors.

(side note: I'm aware that this is a really stupid and petty thing to be annoyed about, but... well, I don't have a but. Just know that I know)

Yesterday at work was amusing. First of all there was the fact that Placebo came on the radio. I have never heard Placebo on the radio, so that was a bit of a treat for me.

The amusing part comes in where we started talking about this HUGE bitch of an agent we have. Basically she goes through assistants like Kleenex. The longest she's had a single assistant for was a month. So, we started taking bets on how long this new girl will last. Richard said 3 days and some odd hours. I said 2 weeks. Then Brandon Price is Right'd me and went with a 2 weeks and a day.

And THEN! There's this property that's been like... the bane of my existence. Basically I had to take it back a dozen different times. I thought it was the agent being a ho, but it was apparently the seller, and the agent was just as torqued about it as I was. The biggest thorn was this mural. The seller was obsessed with it and wanted to get a great picture of it, so like half the edits I got back were for that stupid thing. This is the property that made me say "If I see this property again, please tell them to go die in a fire."

So I got it back today. One more edit. A new picture. In which the agent convinced the seller to paint over the mural. So I was amused and pissed at the same time.

There was something about today, but I can't remember. Oh well.

There is nothing worse than waking up in the middle of the night and suddenly realizing that you have to get up and go to work in an hour and a half.

Lists are fun, even when there's no real reason for them!

1. I still miss my cat. I wish I could bring him back, but unfortunately he was not Jesus-cat and shall not rise today.
2. THANK FUCK I CAN DRINK SWEET, DELICIOUS CAFFEINE!
3. There's a special Easter comic for transplant today, assuming the update thingy gets unclogged.
4. Actual transplant updates resume tomorrow!
5. I'm seriously tired of snow.
6. Number six called in dead today
7. I'm thoroughly ready to move to Oklahoma.
8. I hear back from the interviews on Tuesday and Friday, weather I got it or not.

The End.