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.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

So Heavily Disgusted Part II

And the bullshit continues. I was supposed to start designing the College’s view book three weeks or more ago, but I still haven’t received any text for it.

Once again, people are dragging their heels and not following up. Since things are running so fucking late, the project’s timeline was shifted around to accommodate the client. This isn’t some rinky-dink thing I’m talking about here. This is IT: 48 pages of college jargon that will be mailed to over 30,000 prospective students—not something to be taken lightly.

To compensate for people’s blatant neglect, the original timeline was shortened and I was left with only have 5 days to “put the whole thing together.” That’s over 40 hours of work crammed into 5 fucking days. Think about that for a second.

Of course, I will still be expected to baby sit the interns, take photographs and probably update parts of the website. Oh, NO PROBLEM!

Once the management started to realize how ridiculous they were, they maneuvered more things around and I now have at most two weeks. Still not enough time, considering everyone and their mother has a say in its design…

Before I forget, I will digress for a moment to tell you how unbelievably negative, insulting and unproductive the Admission department is here. They are the kind of people who crack jokes, over think and look for there to be something wrong with your work. All that comes out of their mouths is something negative and when we give them what they want, they show no thanks or gratitude.

The bitch that had the job before me was obviously out of her goddamn mind, because she evidently missed a lot of deadlines, didn’t get along with my boss or the other designer and had a bad relationship with the Admission department.

Sometimes, I feel like they hold her actions against me and I take it personally because I bust my ass for them and try so hard to do a good job, but all I get from them are jeers and snide remarks. It’s not me though, they don’t like my department and rightfully so in their defense. Even though a new “design team” has been put into place, this department still can’t GET IT TOGETHER.

ANYWAY—so, now that have 2 weeks to design this view book, I find out a few days ago that my boss wanted the other designer to start creating “sample” pages so we could see what it would look like.

Now, I’m not stupid, folks. Obviously, they didn’t trust me to handle the look and feel of the view book myself, so they shelled it out to the other designer and I’m guessing they expect me to just pick up where it was left off.
Now for those of you who are graphic designers out there, you probably know what it’s like to touch another designer’s files. I fucking hate it and to make matters worse, I’m not a fan of what was created.

She and I have very different ways of doing things. I’m open to ideas, but I can’t just pick up where someone left off like that. As you wouldn’t tell Mechanic A to fix half of your engine so you can take your car to Mechanic B, the same analogy applies to graphic designers.

I have my own way of thinking and doing what I do and I don’t like being boxed in or stifled because someone thinks I should be designing a certain way.

I am pissed. Not only do I have to deal with a dysfunctional department, but I now don’t have any say or freedom to do what I was hired to do.

So much for green grass.

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