caution ! pms-man has kicked in to highly-stressed mode !

two days ago, Boss prematurely gloated about having impressed the pants off the new client company with our presentation. little did he know that he would receive a disturbing phone call the next morning...

...yesterday, i walked into the office, simply happy that i was actually on time. but Boss had just hung up the phone, and he was wearing a most sour expression. so i stopped patting myself on the back and geared into caution mode.

my mood declined coincidentally with the sinking into my chair. i could hear the straight drama queen ranting in the adjacent room, "...she does not like it at all. in fact, she said that when she saw it, she reacted 'violently' to the [design]..."

"holy crap", i whispered to myself. none of us know how much dramatization is involved, but the bottom line is, we need to redesign the entire project.

i SO look forward to recreating the whole sweat shop experience from last week.

the worst thing is: per gucci, the reason why the president of the client company is "busting our balls" so to say, is becuase Boss opened his big fat trap at the initial (yes, the very first time ever) meeting. for every sentence that she began to utter, Boss shot it down with a "no, i've never heard of such a thing. it's not possible to do that."

so she can't have her three foot windows. he simply could have suggested some other bright idea on the spot. actually, Boss should have let gucci do the talking. afterall, he is the one who was featured in a popular publication as an "up-and-coming designer to watch for".

what a wiener.

i can hear the creaks on the ship groaning louder... can we say, "titanic" ?