The guy who owns my company hired his son as our company's resident graphic designer.
Can anyone say NEPOTISM? Iiiiiii caaaaaaan. Anyway, it wouldn't be so bad if he did, oh, I don't know, a little more graphic design work and a little less smoking out back every other five minutes. I've never seen a person get a bigger office for doing virtually no work in my life. Nepotism. It blows.
So today I ask him if he could please send me a white version of our logo to use in a Publisher doc I'm working on. Seems like a simple request of someone who is supposedly a graphic designer. A white, high-res logo. That's not too hard is it? Should take less than a whole minute of his time.
Should...
I might as well have asked the guy for the Arc of the Covenant wrapped in the pages of the original Diary of Anne Frank. First of all, I realize that taking all those smoke breaks leaves little time in one's schedule for responding to emails in a timely manner (read: at all). I had to call him and bug him instead. After I explained what I needed, he seemed fine with it. Then an hour and like eight smoke breaks later, he emailed me a PDF.
For all you non-graphic arts peoples, a PDF is bad for like eight reasons, the first of which being that it's really hard to glean much more than a screen capture from one without Photoshop or something similar. But second, and actually most important, a PDF flattens everything inside. So, basically, what I ended up with was a WHITE RECTANGLE.
I asked for our logo, and the graphic designer emailed me a blank, compressed, white rectangle.
Nepotism. It's just bad.
