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Long Post Apology: I apologise.
What I hate about work sometimes is that occasionally you work with someone who's mission in life is to be super-nice, and at first that seems refreshing.
But then, the concept or aesthetics of what originally could have been a great piece of work inevitably gets driven way off track by the client in various team "development meetings" that you are not privvy to. The original potential gets shaken to pieces on the wastelands of weekly design-by-commitee meetings.
Supernice tells you how terribly sorry he/she is and that in spite of the changes it will still, he/she believes, be an award winning piece of work. "Award Winning"... yeah, sure.
Meeting by meeting, it gets systematically reconfigured to the point that it is something you would laugh out loud at were you to see in someone's portfolio. It is in no way even remotely like what you would have done given the ability to protect it until it crossed the finishing line, and you've long ago resigned yourself to merely rendering up a pencil sketch done by the client's head of finance.
But Supernice still says things like "Everyone thinks this is amazing" and "If we can just get this last round of tweaks done to keep them happy I think we'll be able to save this from the jaws of disaster" and really I just want to explain to him/her that whilst I intend to remain professional in my engagement on this project, right to the very end, there is no way, on this earth, that I can contribute to the delusion that this is in anyway a piece of work I can care tuppence for on a creative/artistic level.
It is effectively their design now and I am going to deliver it with consumate professionalism. So Supernice... if you're out there reading this... please, please please spare me the strange hackling sensation that bristles the back of my neck everytime you allude to how creatively important this artwork is to me. It is not. This is not because I am disillusioned or aggravated by the situation, nor is it because I have lost interest. Its just my professional view that its not worth pretending we're trying to give birth to a faberge egg when we're actually trying to push out a stubborn stool, ye ken?
This is the artwork equivalent of asking the captain of a ship to parallel park your citroen hatchback for you, and then excitedly telling him what a tremendous job he's doing and how great this bit of parking is going to look on his CV.
For goodness sake, stop now.
- I've always thought Supernice has a nice clunt, myself.killthefish
- so did you want me to park your car or not?7point34
- right there with you, pally.MrOneHundred