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the whole team is collectively using just one braincell today - editor in chief is unable to fill out an excel table and keeps asking us questions she has answers to already, the photocopier is spitting out empty sheets of paper, I made disgusting coffee and now I'm drinking it while falling asleep.
I just banged my head on the doorframe of Head of Content's office when I was trying to come in so instead of knocking I shouted "OUCH-uuuuhhhh-the folders, do you have them?" and the whole office started to howl with laughter.
*walking to work*: Ah, Friday, I'll finally have time to read some manuscripts.
*upon arrival*: *none of my 3 colleagues are there* *30 new e-mails since yesterday afternoon* *half of marketing department goes on holiday next week and want to finish everything I'm supposed to assist with today* *is told to assist with interviews on next Monday* *several contracts come and need to be put into evidence*
Project manager: Hello! :) How are you?
Me *through teeth and a stress-locked jaw*: VERY WELL HOW ARE YOU TODAY THANK YOU.
3yo child of a colleague: "Ta-ta!" Us: "Ta-ta!" Colleague: "When you are talking to adults you don't know, you say goodbye. Say goodbye." Us: "Goodbye!" Child: "Disgusting."
editor in chief just jokingly said we should do young adult true crime and I'm not sure if it's insane or genius.
Me to our new Project Manager: " I know you think I'm too angry and tense. I didn't used to be like this, you know. *sips coffee* Before 2020 I was normal. You never saw me be normal. I'm a husk now. A husk on fire. Eternal fire. See you tomorrow, I'm off to buy paint."
Looking at the time sensitive bomb that just landed in my e-mail, we are starting the week with a lovely 12h long shift, lads!
How different agents/publishers treat their author's manuscripts: a)
Me: Hi, could you send me the manuscript? Them: Here ya go! *sends nonencrypted second draft in .docx with a thousand comments and corrections from all the editors and the author that are all visible immediately* Me: ... when is the final manuscript ready? Them: Sometime this year, I guess, ha ha. b) Me: Hi, could you send me the manuscript? Them: Hello! It's not final yet, but it will be in a month. On 24th July you'll go to the woods and a rabbit will come at 5pm and give you a riddle. If you answer the riddle he'll show you his ear with a tattooed password, you will remember the password and continue to the lake. At 7pm, fish will form a geometric shape and start to sing and in that song there will be coordinates to the actual manuscript which will be locked in a deposit box. Use the rabbit password to access it. Me: Ok, I understand. Will it be on a flash disc? Them: No, it will be printed but in such a way you can only read it with a handheld mirror when the Moon is full. Me: And when are you publishing? Them: 11 November at 11:11 am!
