Just ended another night(/marish) meeting at the East. The frustrations that work bring can render you so helpless sometimes. On one hand, you wish you could tell your clients what egotistical airheads they are; on the other, you have remain professional and humble and open minded and bend over backwards and let them poke you in the butt. Will it be easier if I try and accept criticisms better? But we have to fight for what we think is right too, don’t we? Our viewpoints are valid too, aren’t they?
I never thought I would end up working in the creative line. My visions during and after Polytechnic were simply me in a cubicle doing some form of well-paying admin work with very little room for error. But now... it’s mayhem in the sense that I’m paid little and the rates of constant approval have dropped by about 50%. I NEED THE APPROVAL! My writer friend empathizes with me. She goes through the same firing rounds and knows it’s not easy facing rejection and redos and then finally gaining redemption when your work goes through. Cycle repeats.
On some days, I really do like what I do. Other days, it’s really tiring sometimes working on someone else’s agenda.
Where do we go from here?