Every night I walk out of this place frustrated and pissed. I go home. I calm down and I remind myself that everything will be OK and I feel better.

Until the next workday.

I was feeling a little more upbeat over the weekend and then I walk in and get bombarded with problems.

*You need to find a new stage for the next 7 episodes (maaaybe, we’re not sure yet)
*You need to do a cost-to-complete report for accounting (isn’t that their job?)
*You still need to explain why this is costing so much (I thought I did already)
*You need to build the credit list (isn’t that post-production’s job?)
*You need to build a wrap binder (I asked about that 2 months ago and no one knew what I was talking about).


On top of everything else, my computer is dying and I’ve been backing it up nightly out of fear. My favorite pen is missing – one of those refillable pens I paid a good $15 for. I have suspicions someone stole it off my desk. I also have food missing from my desk, such as my oatmeal and other snacks.

These people are assholes.