Will/Not Miss

The morning fashionista showdown at the elevators between the Martha, MK and Valentino employees.

Sample sales where and when no matter what you are doing, you quite literally drop everything and run for the 20th floor perhaps faster and with more urgency than if the fire alarms were going off

Eddie, the elevator security guard who, when told I was leaving was visibly saddened and demanded that I stop by to visit at least once a week

My 30 inch cinema screen and Mac Pro that is faster than any computer ever needs to be unless, of course, you're planning world domination

The outsourcing to an agency of almost, no wait, every single good project that comes down the pipe, never having a budget to do anything but house stock, house this, cheapest this, smallest that, always having to use specific pre-chosen colors and the "corporate fonts" which thank god futura is one of them

The 4:52 "I need this right away" e-mails that come in at least once a month on a Friday afternoon, waiting a week for copy or a phone number or an image that's always a lower dpi than any print designer could ever be expected to use, being told repeatedly that the printer can't open the file I sent over because they're still in CS (not even 2, just CS) that's so 2001.

Not having an IT department that can troubleshoot a Mac and having to wait sometimes weeks for an outside help guy to look at something gone crazy on my computer, waiting a full year to upgrade from a G4 that had so many problems there is literally not space in this blog in which to expand upon, a screen saver that would turn on whenever it wanted even IF I was working and an external CD burner that would open and close everyday at 11:14 on the dot.

Calling my boss "Bossy-O" and being bribed to do crappy projects in MS Word or Excel with chocolate and other such sweets, singing out loud, being told to shut off groove salad because it's too loud (ambient music, really too loud?) having talk like a Brit day only to be denied an entire day and get 5 minutes, NPR, one sentence e-mails back and forth to bossy-O all day long about everyone in the office and her very own top-secret life

Crumbs cupcakes everytime someone in our department has a Birthday

Arriving anywhere from 5-40 minutes late, never being reprimanded and spending my morning coffee-time talking weddings with my newly engaged friends

Spending thirty-forty minutes following my lunch "hour" writing this blog