Clients never make it easy. They want a PSD but they don’t want to listen to a PSD. Take the last job. Some muckity-muck from on high who wants to stroll the streets. Says it’s good for the wee ones. It brings them solace to see them about. It reinforces the reverence the public has for them.
But I say it ain’t worth the trouble. Course I wouldn’t have a job if they didn’t want to go for a walkabout now and again. But they ain’t making it easy when they want to stroll the alleyways. There’s a reason the cops don’t patrol there.
Just cause we’re not restricted like them don’t mean we don’t follow the same advice. These places are bad news. Walking them is asking for trouble. And we advised the client such. But it’s still their decision to get out and mingle. And for it they pay.
Not that I get to see any of that extra immediately. The company’s got their processing and forms. I just tell em what I did and at the end of the month they see to it that I’m duly compensated. If they didn’t then they’d be going for a walkabout.
This last client though… whoowhee. That was something. Never seen anything like it. They’re an unassuming bunch. I don’t know who they are. I’m not briefed before, just given an itinerary of what the client wants and what they’re likely to want. Can’t have too concrete a plans ahead a time. That’s when trouble occurs.
So we roll with it. We pick em them from another glass tower and immediately descend. Almost straight down. Don’t know why they couldn’t just go through the building. But here we are, full convoy diving hard and fast like we’re already a target.
Today’s art is courtesy of Greg Danton from Vancouver, Canada.