What pissed you off today?

dixie · 10-14-2012, 09:39 PM

I was approached by an event coordinator/wedding planner about my photography. We have been emailing back and forth about jobs, contracts, and the like. Upon trying to work out a meeting time to discuss what she is looking for, I received responses such as "kool with whatever".

Then, she emailed back asking for a spreadsheet of my pricing and the products that I can offer for both weddings and regular portraits. I sent one. I received the response of "kewl". That was it. Not even an entire sentence. Not even a correctly spelled word. Hell, not even a capitalized word.

My entire dealings with this lady have been like trying to carry on a conversation with a teenager. One would assume that interactions of this nature would at least warrant a more professional attitude, especially since she is the one trying to retain services.

I'm meeting with her tomorrow evening. If I hear one "kewl" or anything else teeny-bopper-ish, my ass is going to the house and she can attempt to find another photographer. My next three weeks are already booked with shoots. I don't have time for bullshit.

always2late · 10-14-2012, 09:50 PM

Today was a great day. My son, GHD, and I went pumpkin picking at a farm near our home. My son's father, stepmother, and sister also went with us...and for once, my son's father behaved himself. We all had a wonderful time...there was a huge corn maze, a petting zoo, etc...all in all it was a wonderful day. However, halfway through the day, my back started screaming at me. It made it very hard to enjoy all the activities, and I HATE it that I have to sit things out and can't do all the things with my son that I want to. Tonight, I am paying for the fun I had today...my knees, back, hands...I am so sick of my body betraying me and it pisses me off that I can't do all the things I used to do. I hate it when I have to tell my son "I'm sorry honey, but I just can't." He never reproaches me, or gets upset when I tell him that...but it bothers ME. Sigh...I am just so tired of it!

10-14-2012, 09:50 PM	#2
always2late Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: m'lady Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: NJ Posts: 2,000 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 1,834 Thanked 6,231 Times in 1,462 Posts Rep Power: 21474855	Today was a great day. My son, GHD, and I went pumpkin picking at a farm near our home. My son's father, stepmother, and sister also went with us...and for once, my son's father behaved himself. We all had a wonderful time...there was a huge corn maze, a petting zoo, etc...all in all it was a wonderful day. However, halfway through the day, my back started screaming at me. It made it very hard to enjoy all the activities, and I HATE it that I have to sit things out and can't do all the things with my son that I want to. Tonight, I am paying for the fun I had today...my knees, back, hands...I am so sick of my body betraying me and it pisses me off that I can't do all the things I used to do. I hate it when I have to tell my son "I'm sorry honey, but I just can't." He never reproaches me, or gets upset when I tell him that...but it bothers ME. Sigh...I am just so tired of it! __________________ Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there ~ Rumi

10-14-2012, 09:39 PM	#1
dixie Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: I usually just poke it with a stick. Preferred Pronoun?: Bitch Relationship Status: Intertwined deeply Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: We're all a little mad here. Posts: 6,627 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 10,972 Thanked 21,383 Times in 4,808 Posts Rep Power: 21474859	I was approached by an event coordinator/wedding planner about my photography. We have been emailing back and forth about jobs, contracts, and the like. Upon trying to work out a meeting time to discuss what she is looking for, I received responses such as "kool with whatever". Then, she emailed back asking for a spreadsheet of my pricing and the products that I can offer for both weddings and regular portraits. I sent one. I received the response of "kewl". That was it. Not even an entire sentence. Not even a correctly spelled word. Hell, not even a capitalized word. My entire dealings with this lady have been like trying to carry on a conversation with a teenager. One would assume that interactions of this nature would at least warrant a more professional attitude, especially since she is the one trying to retain services. I'm meeting with her tomorrow evening. If I hear one "kewl" or anything else teeny-bopper-ish, my ass is going to the house and she can attempt to find another photographer. My next three weeks are already booked with shoots. I don't have time for bullshit.