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Oct. 18th, 2005 12:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
growler_southToday:
I woke up in a great mood. I put some washing on and made my lunch, and drove to work.
And then:
I sat down in front of my computer and just about cried from the sheer volume of hate that welled up in me. I'm working on a very complicated scene, made by someone who works in a very different style to me- program features I'm not comfortable with, custom scripts I dont have time to reverse-engineer, odd shader networks that are counter-intuitive to me, unusual naming schemes. And on top of all that, it takes 30 minutes to render a frame, and this job needs to be finished by friday. Its taken me a day and a half just to get a vague handle on how the scene works, let alone how to change it.
ANYWAY-
I can feel a nasty, evil, *bitchy* afternoon coming on. Its only a job. Its only a job. repeat
I woke up in a great mood. I put some washing on and made my lunch, and drove to work.
And then:
I sat down in front of my computer and just about cried from the sheer volume of hate that welled up in me. I'm working on a very complicated scene, made by someone who works in a very different style to me- program features I'm not comfortable with, custom scripts I dont have time to reverse-engineer, odd shader networks that are counter-intuitive to me, unusual naming schemes. And on top of all that, it takes 30 minutes to render a frame, and this job needs to be finished by friday. Its taken me a day and a half just to get a vague handle on how the scene works, let alone how to change it.
ANYWAY-
I can feel a nasty, evil, *bitchy* afternoon coming on. Its only a job. Its only a job. repeat
