we need to talk about that house loan
It’s gonna cost you a leg. Specifically, that guy’s prosthetic leg.
I need it.
Story time, people. I don’t usually post stuff from work, because it could get me fired (correction-I removed the image to be safe), but you have to hear this.
At 5:00 yesterday, my boss comes to me, and asks if I could make a rendering of the project I’m working on. I said sure, if they don’t mind waiting a couple of days.
I am immediately cc’d on an e-mail stating that I would have an image for my client at start of business the next day.
So I stayed up all night. And I made a pretty decent rendering. Everyone who saw it said it looked photorealistic; it doesn’t, but I’m trying to nail home the idea that the quality was substantial.
Here’s the other thing. We don’t render in-house. The average rendering takes a consultant 1 week, and over a 1000 dollars per image.
So back to our story. I stayed up all night. Made this thing. For free. Got it done start to finish in 15 hours. Bring it in. “We’re not going to use this. The windows don’t have any sills to them.” This is worth noting because my boss the day before told me to remove the sills from the windows to make them look more “modern.”
At the end of the day, my boss threatened to take me off the project because we’re not making enough progress. There’s more to that story, including that I am doing the work of 7 people (and not allowed to take credit for any of it, because that’s not being “a team player”), making our deadlines in half the time, and being forced to produce 3x as much material for the deadline than is customary. This is why I hate corporate America. Getting kicked off the project means getting fired. Other people stealing my work to advance their careers. Working 12 hour days, 7 days a week, no overtime. No pay at all past 40 hours. I live down the street from my office in a basement apartment because I can’t afford the parking. Or the gas from the commute. I am exhausted.
They shouldn’t be binding with ace bandages, but other than that oooooo
The binding with the ace bandages was the artist showing how they did it in the 90s. They know the damages it causes and highly recommends to not bind with them.
Reblog because gorgeousity.
What really bothers me is that in the field of architecture, these are regarded as eyesores. You have some of the most beautiful buildings ever made, and the powers in charge completely disregard them as trash.
Being an adult sucks so goddamn hard. Correction. Being poor does. Both really. With a masters degree at the age of 29, I work 12 hours a day, 6 days a week in a cubicle. I get zero dollars for any hour over 40 that I work, and I spend most of my work day being belittled and browbeaten for my “laziness”. I am incidentally one of the most qualified and trained people in my office.
All of this, to come home to a one room basement apartment where the lights don’t work, we have a mold problem, my landlord makes me pay his electric bill and his insurance bill. Oh, and every time it rains, sewage from the street backs into my apartment because he was too lazy to install a 50 dollar backflow valve. Rainwater also floods up through the floor. Amongst other things.
I have a car that is half paid off, but undrivable, because i left it in my dads garage, and he took it for a joy ride that somehow did 1500 dollars worth of damage to it. I pay 1000 dollars a month, not counting taxes for it to sit in a driveway.
I refuse to go back to college because I am aware that college is a scam. I know this first hand because I taught at a university for three years. Ive run the numbers. Short of medicine, its cheaper to stick with what I’ve got. I’d go to med school, but i have a personality disorder that would prevent me from practicing. Prevents me from a lot of things, apparently. Which is bullshit, because of everyone I know, I’m the most stable person I know. I’m also one of only two people I know who either doesn’t mooch off of their parents or live with 5 roommates.
I don’t like how at 29 when I get worked up I talk and talk and talk and none of it makes sense and its all entirely narcissistic and I really just want to be left alone forever even though thats not true at all and i just want some kind of connection because I feel so incredibly alienated and alone 24/7 and its some kind of shame response because that’s all we ever feel these days is shame and holy shit this is a run on sentence.