I have been working on a client's FY09 analysis and FY10 strategy recommendation since last week. I haven't done one of these since...well...since I worked for my old agency. Long ass time. My clients at my current agency are smaller and don't need the dog and pony every year. For various reasons, this one client did this year.
Now I can write all day long if its stupid shit, but when it comes to work shit, not so much.
In fact, I want to kill myself when I have to do shit like this. I get cranky, have no patience and just want to scream. I must have been a dream to work with last week.
I have been working early mornings to late late evenings since last week and finally, F I N A L L Y I'm finished. Sent the finished product to the account person. I want everyone to congratulate me. I want everyone to read my work and say "this is the most awesome recommendation in the history of recommendations". I want someone to give me a cookie. I want to win a prize.
Not going to happen. Instead, I'm going to Zaxby for dinner tonight with Sasha.
Admit it. You're jealous. I would be, too.
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