Work has been crazy for the last couple of weeks. I can't seem to remember when we've ever been this busy. I'm pooped!
This morning I had to present some retail designs we did for a prominent client. While below-the-line works are never exactly rocket science, this particular project is anything but a walk in the park.
We had been at it for the last 3 weeks. We had presented proposal upon proposal. We had submitted visual upon visual. Yet, we failed to nail this sucker on the head. But no, not this morning. Today, we have it.
I do my song and dance. As I take the client through her designs, I am oozing confidence out of my pores. Today, we have it.
"I believe we have it," I said as I took it to a close. And suddenly, all hell broke loose.
"What the hell is the matter with you," Ms. Meanix screamed as she slammed her fists on the table. Her face flushed. Her nose flared. "Do you not understand the brief or are you just stupid?!?"
And that's when I woke up screaming. At 5am. It was a dream. I've been working too hard. I need a break. The paternity leave will be much needed. *sigh*
The presentation's tomorrow. Not today. Tomorrow. And this time, I believe we have it. *ahem*