: That dreamcatcher needs new batteries.
What a terrible nightmare!!! Even Darkrai couldn't dream this up!
(Yes, Usagi, I actually used a pokemon reference. You can praise me later.)
I dreamed that I was away from the office for a single day, to attend a funeral, no less. And when I got back, everything had changed.
It started out with meetings about little things, and then one of the other departments stole my cell phone and used up all the minutes I had left on my plan to conduct some kind of ridiculous test. And even printed out proof of what they did. When I went to complain to my manager, I learned that they'd completely redesigned that area of the floor, including my studio.
They'd taken away my studio, painted all the walls white, carved windows in them, hung up chalkboards... and of course, I flipped out. Saying I needed the studio in order to work. All my cameras were gone! My lights were gone! What was I supposed to do?!
She hit a button and a green screen, which was about the size of an overhead projector screen, came down from the ceiling. That was my answer.
I kept yelling, saying how it was too small. I could never do wide shots, and my talent wouldn't have room to gesture... and that I needed a room with black walls, so light wouldn't reflect, and without windows, so people couldn't look inside and make my talent nervous.
Then she said that I just had to adjust, and asked when the last time I took vacation was. I didn't need a vacation, I said, I needed my studio!
Eventually, in the dream, my manager apologized for being insensitive. She kept saying how this was the CEO's way to better utilize the space, but that she shouldn't totally dismiss my opinion. I was willing to compromise, saying that they could build me a studio anywhere else in the building, and I'd move to it. I didn't really care where I sat. I even gave her the specs for a better studio, with extra green space on the walls and a green floor!!
But the conversation ended with me crying, saying how I just needed it to do my job. And without it, I didn't have a job. I even started crying to the CEO, realizing that this was their way of firing me... I just kept repeating, 'I need it to do my job! I need it to do my job!'
It was at that point where I woke up.
I was literally crying. Tears were streaming down my face. And it took me quite some time to go back to sleep.
All I have to say is... when I get to work, there'd better be a studio, and it better be exactly how I left it on Friday.
Current Lips: orange, brown and black gradient blend
What a terrible nightmare!!! Even Darkrai couldn't dream this up!
(Yes, Usagi, I actually used a pokemon reference. You can praise me later.)
I dreamed that I was away from the office for a single day, to attend a funeral, no less. And when I got back, everything had changed.
It started out with meetings about little things, and then one of the other departments stole my cell phone and used up all the minutes I had left on my plan to conduct some kind of ridiculous test. And even printed out proof of what they did. When I went to complain to my manager, I learned that they'd completely redesigned that area of the floor, including my studio.
They'd taken away my studio, painted all the walls white, carved windows in them, hung up chalkboards... and of course, I flipped out. Saying I needed the studio in order to work. All my cameras were gone! My lights were gone! What was I supposed to do?!
She hit a button and a green screen, which was about the size of an overhead projector screen, came down from the ceiling. That was my answer.
I kept yelling, saying how it was too small. I could never do wide shots, and my talent wouldn't have room to gesture... and that I needed a room with black walls, so light wouldn't reflect, and without windows, so people couldn't look inside and make my talent nervous.
Then she said that I just had to adjust, and asked when the last time I took vacation was. I didn't need a vacation, I said, I needed my studio!
Eventually, in the dream, my manager apologized for being insensitive. She kept saying how this was the CEO's way to better utilize the space, but that she shouldn't totally dismiss my opinion. I was willing to compromise, saying that they could build me a studio anywhere else in the building, and I'd move to it. I didn't really care where I sat. I even gave her the specs for a better studio, with extra green space on the walls and a green floor!!
But the conversation ended with me crying, saying how I just needed it to do my job. And without it, I didn't have a job. I even started crying to the CEO, realizing that this was their way of firing me... I just kept repeating, 'I need it to do my job! I need it to do my job!'
It was at that point where I woke up.
I was literally crying. Tears were streaming down my face. And it took me quite some time to go back to sleep.
All I have to say is... when I get to work, there'd better be a studio, and it better be exactly how I left it on Friday.
Current Lips: orange, brown and black gradient blend
Current Mood: 
awake
awake
annoyed