Friday, March 26, 2010

Now by request! With acronyms!

A good friend requested a post here. Apparently my ridiculous rants get her through the day - it takes all kinds, I guess. And at first, I thought... hmm what would I write about? Things have been doable. Well doable after a visit to my therapist and mid-afternoon alcoholic treats, but still doable.

And then I remembered. THE MEDIA GUY I HATE. Now media people... relax. I also have a media guy that I LOVE. And generally, I am all about my media peeps. They work hard, the stay late, the fight with vendors and they share all their delicious food. Although I do need to write a strongly worded letter about the freebies that never trickle down.

But this one guy... oh this guy.
GAH.

You know when working with someone makes you dream of a career change to shoveling shit? No? Oh well that's because you haven't worked with THE MEDIA GUY THAT I HATE.
Why do I hate said media guy? He doesn't do his job. Look, maybe I was spoiled by MGTIL. He's amazing. Should have been promoted to MGTIH's position. And I have said so - REPEATEDLY.

Now you're thinking: You don't work in media. You don't know. Well dearest reader and lifelong friend, you're right. Because I can't judge someone who does a job I have never done. All valid.

Except I can. When you sit in a meeting on Christmas Eve and someone asks you about our current print buy and your response is "Oh yeah... I don't really know print. So I really have no idea."

DUDE. THAT IS YOUR JOB. YOUR JOB. You have been on this account FOR SIX MONTHS. And you don't know?!?!?!? And why don't you know?! Oh yeah - MGTIL RAN THIS ACCOUNT while you paid no attention. ZERO. NADA. FAIL. MEDIA GUY FAIL.

Oh and this little scenario? Pushed me over the edge.
Me: MGTIH, can you please tell me where I can find the media flowchart X?
MGTIH: We don't do those anymore.
Me: I need to find [insert something you should know]. Can you help me with that?
MGTIH: Well there's no easy answer to that.
Me (on the inside): REALLY?! BECAUSE MGTIL KNEW THAT SHIT COLD.
Me (earning my place in heaven): "Is it really?"
MGTIH: Here. I will send you the folder path to the buy authorizations and you can figure it out.
ME: NOW GETTING SO MAD I CAN BARELY FUCKING HOLD IT IN.

Internet - I don't read buy authorizations. Do you know WHY I don't read buy authorizations? B/C I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THEM. And did I open those buy authorizations and PAGE THROUGH 40000 lines of data to find my answer. I did. Because I need the information. Information he SHOULD KNOW. Or at least be able to find easily with a mother-fucking flowchart.

Today he sat in a chair and whined about how the client's projects always start small and get bigger. Um, yeah. That's every client douchery doo - where the fuck have you been?

Lord. I am irate all over again. And I cannot end this post irate.

So... puppies, flowers and booze.

There. All better.







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