Testing testing: my mettle
I guess it's all a test, pass-fail system. No grades fall in between. When you are preparing to leave this world, you get graded for how you bore up under times whent things were not going your way.
Today, that new great client I was so excited about just a few days ago, the perfect client with the perfect product for me to advertise, told me that it was not working out, that the process felt "cumbersome" and maybe he really just wanted a graphic artist. Yesterday, i anticipated this when I wrote "what if your best isn't enough?", and today I have to absorb that fact of life.
No matter how you slice it,(no pun intended as the product was pizza), no matter how good your attitude, no matter how well you reason and rationalize - it don't feel good. Such is life, and it really pays to be mentally tough. I am having some trouble shrugging this off, after having such high hopes and working so hard to make the first one go well. I met the deadine with two days to spare, and the paper that the ad was going to appear in also met their deadline for setting some type, yet the client didn't want to run the ad or do any subsequent work with me. Go figure, because I can't.
It is a beautiful Autumn day here in Northern California. My wife and I went for a lovely walk downt he hill this morning to the coffee place with the dogs, I have my health, and I still have plenty of good art to work on. I would be a fool to focus on this one minor setuback, right?
Today, that new great client I was so excited about just a few days ago, the perfect client with the perfect product for me to advertise, told me that it was not working out, that the process felt "cumbersome" and maybe he really just wanted a graphic artist. Yesterday, i anticipated this when I wrote "what if your best isn't enough?", and today I have to absorb that fact of life.
No matter how you slice it,(no pun intended as the product was pizza), no matter how good your attitude, no matter how well you reason and rationalize - it don't feel good. Such is life, and it really pays to be mentally tough. I am having some trouble shrugging this off, after having such high hopes and working so hard to make the first one go well. I met the deadine with two days to spare, and the paper that the ad was going to appear in also met their deadline for setting some type, yet the client didn't want to run the ad or do any subsequent work with me. Go figure, because I can't.
It is a beautiful Autumn day here in Northern California. My wife and I went for a lovely walk downt he hill this morning to the coffee place with the dogs, I have my health, and I still have plenty of good art to work on. I would be a fool to focus on this one minor setuback, right?
posted by Rich Sigberman at
2:32 PM
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