Am I Famous Now…

I am sitting here and have this document in front of me. A document, 4 pages and even not a doc or pdf file, no 4 genuinely printed pages. I feel helpless. Paper, paper with text printed on. Didn’t know those things still existed. Btw can you go online with that?

This all is now some days ago. I finally made my way trough those papers. What are they about. I was offered a new role at the charity. Although they do know about my blog. Guess they are masochistic. But anyway. I can now add charity worker to my curriculum. Honestly I don’t know if I am really happy about it, but hey at least it gives me something regular to do and besides that I must admit that all those weirdos at the organization have helped me keeping my sanity *cough* over the last weeks. I just am surprized not having the daily possibility to wake up and work in boxers anymore.

Financially it will hardly change anything for me since I will design less. Therefore I won’t have the freelancer stress anymore at the end of the month. But now I’ll have to get up daily at a regular time. And I might have to… no fuck that I will still rant about them whenever I feel like.

And I hope they will damn soon learn to email and use Open Office to create pdfs if Acrobat is too expensive for them.