The Kabuki Play 3

Kabuki is a traditional form of Japanese theater that portrays the lives of people who lived during the Edo period (1600-1868). While it's subject matter is primarily historical, Kabuki's extraordinary spectacles of color and sound through acting, dancing and music still symbolize contemporary life.

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HISTORY OF "THE KABUKI PLAY"

  • The original "Kabuki Play" writings exposed a brash inner monologue as I struggled through the trials and tribulations as a college student. Broken friendships, irritating dorm-mates and akward trips home between semesters kicked off the first "Kabuki Play" series. However, college didn't last forever and "the real world" was right around the corner with drama ten fold.
  • "The Kabuki Play 2," a darker and more disturbing account, told the unsettling story about my first job after graduating from college, it being one of the biggest trainwrecks in the history of "The Kabuki Play." After being caught in the middle of 10 consecutive firings in less than two years and being stuck with four pisspoor bosses, I decided that I'd had enough. So, I quit my job and cut off all the negativity in my life, and moved two hours away from home to start my life over.
  • With a new job, my own apartment and a new beginning, "The Kabuki Play 3" picks up where the second series left off and revisits my inner monologue as I try to leave the past behind me and spread my wings.

Friday, March 25, 2005

Vacation's OVER!

You would think that after a week’s long vacation, I would be able to EASE back into work. Not exactly. With a blockhead for a boss, things managed to fuck up before I even turned on my computer Monday morning.

The worst time she could have POSSIBLY picked, the bitch decided to take a week vacation upon my return. This week marked the beginning of the busiest time of year… the Spring semester.

I had about 15 e-mails from her, 3 of them made sense, and she left a rather vague 2-page itinerary of things that had to be completed for the week: 2 brochures and a summer-school catalog. To make a long story short, this fucking IDIOT half-assed her work and failed to do some SIMPLE things that could have gotten things done earlier. Oh no, but this idiot doesn’t THINK THAT FAR AHEAD.

The minute I set foot back in that place, I was being tugged left and right and I couldn’t catch a fucking BREAK. I already had that damn itinerary to worry about, as well as shit that piled up fro the week I was away ON TOP OF shit that idiot-box failed to complete.

To make matters worse, she put our new senior publicist in charge to work with the (outside) graphic designer, who is a 24 carat bitch (GO FIGURE). I was put in charge of getting quotes from the print vendors.

Well, it would have been fine if the graphic designer wasn’t such an unprofessional, sloppy, and irritating bitch. Her negative attitude, lack of a professional manner, and carelessness created drama between her and the new publicist as well as with me.

Her idea of being professional is sending us sloppy and unfinished files, insisting being done by 4pm so she can leave, and raising her voice to the new publicist to cover up her backpedaling and mistakes. THIS IS WHY I choose not to deal with her.

I can tell the bitch doesn’t like me because I allegedly take work from her and I’m causing her “to lose money.” First of all, the bitch is a freelancer and should have no say in what work I receive. The worst part is, my boss is her ‘’friend’’ and can do no harm in her eyes.

I really, really, really, don’t want to start having to be ghetto, but these people are driving me nuts and I don’t think I care if it gets me fired.

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