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I feel like I just ran some kind of frustration marathon. I mean, the lead-up to tradeshows and industry meetings is always frustrating, but this is the first time they've fired the guy I was working with* on the day he was supposed to give me reams of data which was five days before I needed to have everything designed and printed. I've been having mini panic attacks all week (and it still feels like I'm not getting enough oxygen).
But! It's done! I did it! Three flyers, one multi-page hand out, and a fucking pricelist in five days!
And it's Friday, and I have most of next week off, and my boss just gave me a bag of candy (which I'm working through like a champ. No regrets!). Mm, tootsie rolls.
Enough whine. Have an awesome video (via![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
talitha78):
* I should acknowledge that, however bad my week's gone, his was worse.
But! It's done! I did it! Three flyers, one multi-page hand out, and a fucking pricelist in five days!
And it's Friday, and I have most of next week off, and my boss just gave me a bag of candy (which I'm working through like a champ. No regrets!). Mm, tootsie rolls.
Enough whine. Have an awesome video (via
talitha78):* I should acknowledge that, however bad my week's gone, his was worse.