So, I went back to the room after being onsite for 14 hours. While in the room, I missed two phone calls saying that the Senior VP (and master of the Main Client Account) couldn’t play a particular media file, and could I fix it right away?
Sadly, my personal cell phone had died, and nobody thought to try me on the show phone, via email, or by calling my room.
Fuck.
Love to all. Even you, alarm clock.
3 comments:
Dude,
I would recommend that you remove the confidential information from this post.
You got to be careful with these things.
Agreed, brother. I spaced.
I replaced the client name.
Ah, the joys of technology. Once you're hooked up on cellphone, no one thinks of alternative means, alas.
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