Nov 24, 2006 15:25
This happened yesterday and, while I am not one to hold grudges for very long, it still bugs me because it happens too often these days.
See, there is stress in my life. Major stress. I haven't been sleeping well lately. This is my last year in a technical programme. The first two years were rather relaxed, the third is where the teachers dump project after project on us. Plus, we have to run our own design company and, while we haven't had many clients to date, there is still much work involved in that area.
I went out to dinner with my parents yesterday and, I'll admit, I haven't been very nice to mum lately. She is one of our clients at STUDEO3, and out of my team I've been the one to work the most on her projects. I've been giving her shit because she comes to me with her design jobs whenever she feels like it aka near or after midnight when I'm about to shut my laptop and get a (not good) night's sleep. Anyway, SHE holds her grudges FOREVER, so at dinner she started complaining about how maybe design wasn't the best path for me because "who knows how you'll treat your real clients in the future".
Here is one basic rule of design:
Never work for family. And I've been learning that all too much in the past few months. All I do for family turns out crap and yet they still love it. I won't complain, but I don't enjoy that one bit.
Also, as a designer, I'm pretty sure I won't be going into work at night. I'm sorry, but who does that? That is called workaholism and I do NOT want to turn into an insomniac robot (even though I am well on my way to becoming one right at the mo). I've seen my mum do it, I won't do it.
That is one difference between mum and me. While I admit I am a night owl, I like working during the afternoon and then have fun surfing around at night. Mum used to freelance (was a professional translator) and she'd work all day and well past 5 o'clock (that's AM, guys) sometimes because she was so hung up on getting the work done on time. She still does it, too. She's the director of a residents' committee at grandpa's hospital. She does VOLUNTEER work well past 3 in the morning.
Anyway, so I told her it bugs me when she comes to me so late, and she was all but pissed off at me for not understanding that her days are so full and she's working omg. I'm sorry, I understand it's important for you to get the best care for grandpa et al. I don't understand why you make it sound like WORK. And why you stay all day there, and come back at nine pm. Dad and I, we're nice, we cook supper, and wait for you. And then the food's all cold by the time you arrive. Yeah, that's called workaholism, mum, it's NOT healthy.
And NOBODY's trying to understand what I mean by "uh, sorry, I can't blow up your 72 dpi image to fit the letter-sized page. When I convert to 200-ish dpi, it shrinks considerably. It will turn out all pixelated if I print it. It's WRONG... It's against my religion." Okay, maybe not that last, but it's against the cult of design. So. Sorry, but no do.
In other news, I am still hooked on Degrassi:TNG. Don't ask, it's all Daniel Clark's fault ;P And Shane's.