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| the month was may of 2002. i had just been elected the position of public relations. normally, i would have never run for something like this. Chrystal, the PR girl at the time, wanted me to run since i had been working with her on and off since i was a freshman, doing banners and flyers, and just helping out in anyway. and you know what? i was pretty damn excited to have an actual office. i mean, how great would that look on a resumee?! plus, hey, it'd be great to get paid to do the banners this time 'round. jump forward four months. our first radio meeting. i had always loved being a part of the radio station, and now to be sitting up there, speaking accross the chairs in which i used to sit.. it was a great feeling. but something was not right. it was nice to be informed of the way this meeting was going to go, and also, the things being discussed -- new ideas that i had no contribution to. oh well, i was gone all summer. and before you knew it, i was no longer the PR girl. what had just happened? all of a sudden, drea tells me she has split my job into two: PR and advertising. guess which end i got. well, to be honest, i was glad for the change. i'd rather do the flyers and not deal with people. come on now -- you know my people skills hahaha. i think i'd get the station into trouble hahaha. jan needs to learn patience ;) the sunday before our next meeting (which was on a thursday) drea tells me that i need to design a logo for the station so that we can get stickers and stuff. that leaves me less than four days to create something. you've got to be kidding me. so i come up with something simple by tuesday. wednesday drea calls. she wants me to have at least four logo designs. WHAT?! fuck that. noncreative people just dont grasp the fact that art takes TIME. rrrrrrrrr. funny, how NONE of my designs were well-recieved. in fact, i was not able to even SPEAK at the meeting. drea goes ahead and talks on "my behalf" when i'm sitting right there. so not only am i left out on what the meeting will be about, but i'm left out at the meeting itself! later in the semester, we put on a free show. it's banner time. so i put together a pretty decent lookin' banner up over the stern center. SHIT, the next day i realized that i put on the wrong date. rr. so i go out and change it. oops, my bad. i get a call from drea. "you didn't put cougar productions on the banner! how do you think it makes me look when i go to their meetings and get money from them and then they call me bitching that they are not on the banner?" wah wah wah. get laid, would ya? i put on the banner exactly what she told me. so next time, like a little baby i have to get my prototype signed off by drea. what the fuck. no one ever told me. next show we put on, i do everything perfect, granted i did a half ass job coz i'm sick of being treated like drea's little "banner bitch." we had a meeting that night and drea asks me to come in 15 minutes early becasue she needs to talk about stuff that's only relavent to me before hand. yeah, so i sat there as drea bitches me out for 20 minutes. i'm not "doing my job." well hello, no one fucking tells me anything! how can i do my job when no one tells me what i need to do?! drea has three jobs plus school and she comlains that she doesn't have "time" to email me or call me when something needs to be done. then fucking quit something! i should have quit on the spot. do you know how annoying it is to never know what is going on?! it really fucking sucks. CONTINUE |