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Originally Posted by Farabomb
I love financial printing. Wait, wait, wait, then flip some shit file in hours. They wonder why some days I come in not feeling myself. I get to play the overnight role. My "hours" are 2pm-10pm untill a late job comes in and it gets pushed to whenever to whenever.
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I knew I'd hate financial printing. I declined one typesetting offer in New York around 1982 where everyone, 2nd shift included, had to wear a tie and jacket to work. It paid better than any job I'd had yet, but I wasn't keen on riding the subway home at 3AM wearing a mug-me suit. Especially after hitting CBGB after work for a few beers (I kew one of the barmaids and never paid a cover once she introduced me to the bouncers. Really liked that place, it was my neighborhood bar. That, and the Shillelagh, on the corner of 30th Ave and 48 St in Queens. Miss living that life... but I'll probably live longer now that I just go straight home at night... )
I've been wooed by several financial printers over the years (they seemed to like my unix jock background)... and turned them down.
Anyway, so one day around 1994 I finally asked the day guy why I always found the mouse on the mac we shared set to "slow" when I came in. This was before multiple logins, and I was tired of switching it back every day at 3PM (and was betting he was getting tired of the same thing at 7AM) so I asked him (since I couldn't figure for the life of me why you'd want to spend your day being so pokey slow on an already annoying Quadra 950) and he said:
"I'm paid by the hour."
He was also the guy that hated quark so bad he'd save every quark file he was handed down to a quark eps, then open that mess up in illustrator so he could "work" it in the application he knew "better." His illy files were wonders of crap to behold, multiplied by the inherent type reflow madness of what illustrator does to type from crappy epses out of quark.
A few years later they made him the boss. I quit the next day.