|sent from: London, UK. destination: Culver City, California, USA|
Maybe it was Monday. I used to love Mondays. I know, I know, that’s weird. But now I’m one of you, hating them, feeling crushed by the day. The work is late, we’re behind in almost every place you look. I feel responsible, even though it’s not my fault. Everytime we get a new delivery from Animation, my heart sinks. Every one puts us further behind ~ something’s always different. Our tools break in new and ever more exotic ways that we can’t tease out. I’m about to lose most of my crew. Something we were feeling good about, we’d even high-fived over a great looking render, went in front of the VFX supervisor, who pronounced a loud “MEH”.