This week has sucked
Today has been a clusterf*ck of sorts too.
I've messed up everything I've worked on this week, I'm behind on my gun and on my grenades project. The grenades and clip have had numerous problems, all of which I'm working through, but has made it an extremely long process. Then, earlier tonight while I go to add layers on my two grenade molds i find they have been hit with stray paint, which I have to clean. Then after cleaning the mess off my molds, i go to cast another clip, only to find that the dye box I have to mix the metal particles in has a bunch of stuff in it, this is normal. What is not normal is the 3 different bottles of paint/daye that have been either left open or did not have a lid at all, one of which was spilled all over the table and had ruined someone's dye swatch sheet. So, I cleaned it up, trying my best to save the swatch sheet, it wasn't....Then I saw the pair of fabric scissors soaking in it, knowing this would cause a witch-trial hunt for the culprit i photographed it, all of the mess. Labeled the scissors as 'contaminated' and taped them shut after cleaning them. In the process of this I step into a leather dye spill on the floor someone had also left behind, unknowingly tracking dye and making a mess while attempting to clean someone else's mess. I discover this by noticing my foot prints on the craft room floor when going to get more paper towels to clean the first mess. So I then clean that mess, with only one shoe on because the leather dye didn't want to come off. So then a costumer walks in on me, shoeless on my hands and knees scrubbing the floor with my sleeves rolled up and wearing nitrile gloves. My response, "it wasn't me!"
I can only imagine how this must have looked. All I wanted to do was make some grenades and now I'm pissed and have lost an hour and a half, and i've been depressed all week, and i feel like i'm in everyone else's way with my project, and and and. There's my emo rant
Even as I type this I can see how it looks like I'm lying, but I'm NOT!@ but no one seems to want to trust me..Or maybe all of this is in my head I don't fuckin know
I must have offended some powerful entity to get the train ran on me like it has been this week. I just hope it turns around, I'm screwing up all kinds of things I shouldn't be...
I've messed up everything I've worked on this week, I'm behind on my gun and on my grenades project. The grenades and clip have had numerous problems, all of which I'm working through, but has made it an extremely long process. Then, earlier tonight while I go to add layers on my two grenade molds i find they have been hit with stray paint, which I have to clean. Then after cleaning the mess off my molds, i go to cast another clip, only to find that the dye box I have to mix the metal particles in has a bunch of stuff in it, this is normal. What is not normal is the 3 different bottles of paint/daye that have been either left open or did not have a lid at all, one of which was spilled all over the table and had ruined someone's dye swatch sheet. So, I cleaned it up, trying my best to save the swatch sheet, it wasn't....Then I saw the pair of fabric scissors soaking in it, knowing this would cause a witch-trial hunt for the culprit i photographed it, all of the mess. Labeled the scissors as 'contaminated' and taped them shut after cleaning them. In the process of this I step into a leather dye spill on the floor someone had also left behind, unknowingly tracking dye and making a mess while attempting to clean someone else's mess. I discover this by noticing my foot prints on the craft room floor when going to get more paper towels to clean the first mess. So I then clean that mess, with only one shoe on because the leather dye didn't want to come off. So then a costumer walks in on me, shoeless on my hands and knees scrubbing the floor with my sleeves rolled up and wearing nitrile gloves. My response, "it wasn't me!"
I can only imagine how this must have looked. All I wanted to do was make some grenades and now I'm pissed and have lost an hour and a half, and i've been depressed all week, and i feel like i'm in everyone else's way with my project, and and and. There's my emo rant
Even as I type this I can see how it looks like I'm lying, but I'm NOT!@ but no one seems to want to trust me..Or maybe all of this is in my head I don't fuckin know
I must have offended some powerful entity to get the train ran on me like it has been this week. I just hope it turns around, I'm screwing up all kinds of things I shouldn't be...