15 minutes
Posted on May 8, 2013 by James T

It's 2:30, they're an hour and a half late... that gives me 15 minutes (of fame perhaps? Bad joke...). Am I nervous or did my lunch just have too much garlic in it? Charlotte's excited, Charlotte's ALWAYS excited. Offset path, extrude, chop it out - use Penumbra Flare, people love Penumbra Flare. Why the hell did I iron a check shirt... that's the point of check isn't it, no ironing? What if they're wearing make-up, you know like guy make-up - how can I take anyone like that seriously?!
They've arrived... so that's what tailors are for. Ok, like the director said, poker face, if they want it lavender with rainbow gradient comic sans that's what they get. I can hear the silly music those shows have, new age/progressive salon - someone makes that music, someone has that job... What?! They're having lunch now... when am I going to design this thing? I mean it's one thing for TV to simplify and mis-represent the process but some work HAS to get done surely!!! Calm down - serenity now, serenity now. What's good? Well the cutter is simple, they have shown up and they're not as bigger idiots as the show makes them out to be, poor guys - people are going to hate them for no reason.
How heavy must that camera be? They're struggling, get a name guys... come on, 'Bitter Twisted' perfect for flavoured ale! Ok, style it up... Oh, hang on, yes! I can get a little idea in there - imagine it, to get an idea into a design on The Apprentice!!!
It's done, beautiful... I... actually this is good! Unbelievable. Sorry? What's that? We're not allowed that name...
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