what a day, what a day, what a day.
my original plan was to come home, and go for a long walk, but i'm just too exhausted to move.
today i got yet another line of my own.
well, actually... it's a line that another lady started last season, and the big boss and she want me to help design it. i'm really excited about this one because it's the snooty new england look, so i get to design smart, crisp looking stuff. it also excites me because this particular designer is constantly talking about how she just can't handle it anymore. she has a two year old son, and even now she's only working part time, but it's getting to be too much for her. so i have this vision of her leaving, and me taking over her line, in addition, of course, to my line.
does that make me a cold, calculating witch?
it's not like i'm trying to get her out of there - i'm just thinking. plus, i work better on my own. that's just the way it is. i hate having to ask other people what fucking colours i should use, or if they think this hem looks good. jesus, let me do it on my own. i KNOW what looks good.
there's another girl i work with, love her to death, really i do, but my god, can she give me some space, please? have you ever had one of those people who just latch onto you, and wanna be yr best friend? i've had about 50 of them, and this one's 51. we can be friends, cool. but i like to work alone. it's starting to drive me insane when she's constantly popping in my office to see what's up.
i give them my lunch hour - can't they please just let me work in peace? i get so much more accomplished when i am left alone.
this summer i've discovered something. i am not meant to collaborate with anyone ever on any sort of creative endeavor. it just ain't happen'n.
i am a control freak extraordinaire, and beyond that, i just can't handle spending that much time in that capacity with another person.
it doesn't work for me.
in other work related news, my boss is a pig.
today he was on the phone with a friend, and we all heard him say, "i've got a 15 year old who'll suck you all nite."
now. see, if he had said it jokingly i probably would have laughed because everyone and their mother knows that he doesn't date anyone older than 25. in fact, 25 is an old maid. this man is 45. but he didn't seem to be joking at all, which really grosses me out.
AND i have to go on a business trip, alone, with this man. he was talking about it yesterday, and said, "i'll take ONE of the girls with me - probably sarah."
how awkward and uncomfortable is that going to be!? what are we going to talk about!? am i going to have to hang out with him!? he's such a stereotypical business guy - all slick & icky.
luckily, one of my favourite boys in all the land lives a couple hours away from where we'll be, and i'm pretty sure i'll be spending all my free time with him.