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The 11.5th Hour
I thought the 11th Hour was bad. But nope, the requests I got today were even better. Who knew? Apparently, my job description now includes script writing, movie directing and graphic designer.
Setting: 8:45AM Friday. Phone call transferred to my cell phone. Person in Need (slightly paraphrased), “We’re presenting to 15 Presidents plus the VP’sand a few more Execs. Can you create a video with PIA Prima Donna for the presentation? No, we don’t have a script. Oh, and by the way, we’ll need this by Monday morning.”
Me: Do you have any idea how hard it is to get PIA Prima Donna, a film crew, lighting, a place to shoot, etc., etc. on a few hours notice? Our three internal (yes, we have three separate ones) film crews refuse to do anything on short notice. PIA Prima Donna refuses to work with any film crew in Vegas (which I did not find out until much later). So yes, a film crew flew in from LA.
Oh wait, it gets better…
Setting: 4:00PM Friday. Phone call from Person in Need #2 (slightly paraphrased): “We’re going through the presentation and it’s missing something. We need a special logo for it. Can you have the agency put together three concepts for us to review on Monday morning?”
Me: You do realize it’s 4:00PM aka one hour til quitting time on FRIDAY?!
The Agency: Fuck you. That is a ridiculous request and our designer refuses to work over the weekend on this last minute project.
Me: Fine. Let me just magically whip up three logo concepts. *Poof*
As much as I complain, I love my job. I love the adrenaline rush (and the gray hair). And most of all, I love the comedy of it all. Even if you tried, you couldn’t make up story lines like these. The best part? Story lines like these happen on a regular basis. And by regular, I mean EVERY week 
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