Days are getting worse...

Fucked-up days can only get better, right? I been waiting for this job for about month now. This gig might be my ticket into the Union.

 

yesterday was my first day. i walked in with a smile on my face, and my computer under my arm. everything was going great! i was getting paid to make art, i was surrounded by artists, and i could get all the coffee i ever wanted. but things got worse...

 

my boss and one of the illustrator's got in a huge fight about some work i was doing. my boss wanted the illustrator to draw an object in a background i created. but the illustrator wanted me to put the object in. they argued for about an hour. i couldn't have ever felt any worse about some art i made.

 

eventually it all ended. now, i feel like the illustrator just doesn't like me, and there is nothing i can do about that.

 

today i did more work, my boss was loving it, but i could feel the illustrator getting kinda jealous. i kinda feel like the teachers-pet. but i'm just doing what i'm told, nothing more than that. fuck it. tomorrow is a new day.