I’ve been working at my Dad’s print shop ever since I graduated college. It’s not because I had a hard time finding a job (I haven’t even applied anywhere yet), it’s because my Godfather, my Dad’s business partner, was going through chemotherapy treatments so I was picking up the slack. He ended up having Stage IV cancer and didn’t make it past the spring, which is pretty much why I’m still here.
There are a lot of things I like about the printing business, and equally as much that I don’t. First of all, I studied Political Science, English, and Classical Studies in school, nothing at all to do with Graphic Design. Being on the computer all day designing business cards and various things of that nature isn’t really enjoyable for me. It makes my brain feel like it’s turning into mush.
One of the major aspects of this business that I don’t like is the value that people hold on printed paper. What I mean is, this business has much to do with a matter of personal preference. It’s one thing if people complain about a job because the color of a logo is wrong, or if there’s a mistake on a job that someone’s been working really long and hard on; I understand that, but when people are completely rude because of a slight variation in color or stock, I want to grab those people, shake them, and tell them that it is just paper! An example: We had a woman freak out because she received her order in grey ink and silver foil, instead of black ink and silver foil, even though it’s what she had quoted, proofed multiple times, and approved. The job came out beautifully in my opinion. In my head I’m thinking…It’s something that you are going to give out to other people. No one is going to know the difference. You can always change the design the second time around. Don’t waste all that paper because you decided you want to change the color. There are worse things going on in the world!
It took me 2 years working here to realize what I want to do, so I’ve decided to go back to school. I applied to NYU Wagner for the Masters in Public Administration in Nonprofit and Policy Management, and I am supposed to hear via email by tomorrow! I pray I pray I pray I get in! With that degree I’ll be able to move on with my life doing something more fulfilling, use my skills to make a difference, and better the world.
With hope, for the occasion, I am wearing OPI – My Big Break. It is a beautiful, shimmery red depending on the lighting. Sometimes it looks burgundy, maroon, or brown, sometimes more purple, sometimes more red. It’s great for the season too!
Hopefully I will get good news tomorrow so I can make my weekend scuba trip to Florida celebratory. This really could be My Big Break!