Stinkin' Edits!

In direct and striking contrast to my favourite client in the world (Kohsuke's boss) who never has edits or concerns with any of my design work (happiness is an edit free design job and a warm bum but that's a different topic altogether) I am right now dealing with the stereotypical edit monster client. And it's driving me mental! Mental! Me! I know, it's a short trip and I'm all too familiar with the scenery but still. Must whine. Because that's what I do. Actually, it's not the client that picks my ass it's the people she works with that are killing me softly with their plethora (thank you Three Amigos for that fabulous word) of minute changes. And this horrible edit monster meatbag (thank you Tom for reminding me of that term which I will now use at least 4 times a day just because I can) keeps sending my damn comp files to the printer to look at even though I keep telling everybody that they aren't ready for print because they're frickin' comps and now the printer thinks I'm a total retard. Which is actually true but I can usually keep that under wraps with people who don't really know me. Of course the fact that I sent her an email with the print ready ad file and some contact info and then forgot to actually attach the file doesn't much help my credibility but whatever! I can accept responsibility for my own asinineness but not someone else's. I have enough of my own! The meatbag should keep hers to herself! Gah! Okay, that's enough now. I'm feeling much better for having freaked out in blog form. God I hate that word.