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ay naku...

ay ewan...

You spend your weekend at work.

You spend the next two days without sleep.

Rushing something which client eventually likes but is revised to death only to have them choose the first thing that you presented to them.

You rush and rush and rush and loose sleep over what seems to be the most important project in the world and then... everything comes to a grinding halt because some doohickey-doodad from Finland didn't arrive and the "network core" (which sounds like something found only in Cybertron) will not work properly and therefore they don't really need all the things you've been working on and they're not even sure when they'll be able to find enough energon cubes to get that thingamagiggy working.

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And then...

You get all excited because you're going to this really exciting project involving some animators and they do a great job at rendering that character you created and everyone thinks it look great and then...

Client calls and says: THE CHARACTER LOOKS TOO EVIL!

Evil?

Evil?!

He looks too evil?!

Huh?

Duh?

But he's supposed to look mysterious and dark and grim and gritty and all that stuff you find in Sin City.

But noooooooooo...

"He still looks evil", they insist.

So, you have no choice but to revised, redraw, surrender.

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Crazy.

Unbelievable.

Why do they do this?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Ay ewan...


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