Work, work, work
I had a blech day at work, and I'm trying desperately to get over it. My boss moved up a major deadline and wanted a rough draft today, and I feel like I totally flubbed on it as our ideas completely mis-matched. He's really great and completely supportive, and helped me on the parts I wasn't clear on, while assuming the blame/pressure for the part I'm a little clueless about (still).
Mostly I'm embarrassed because I'm ALWAYS the (perfectionistic) good student. And I'm snotty and privately think I'm smarter than he is. (only he's the kind of cool person who would LIKE to hire someone smarter so they could do the things he doesn't know anything about)
I think the biggest thing right now is that I want desperately to do this RIGHT (and I'm making it bigger & more complicated than it needs to be) and he wants to just have it DONE. By next Friday.
"Hey, can you get this whole website up and ready to use by next Friday?"
Mostly I'm embarrassed because I'm ALWAYS the (perfectionistic) good student. And I'm snotty and privately think I'm smarter than he is. (only he's the kind of cool person who would LIKE to hire someone smarter so they could do the things he doesn't know anything about)
I think the biggest thing right now is that I want desperately to do this RIGHT (and I'm making it bigger & more complicated than it needs to be) and he wants to just have it DONE. By next Friday.
"Hey, can you get this whole website up and ready to use by next Friday?"