Dear Yahoo:

My job is not stress-free!

I am pretty much a con­stant bundle of stress. And while I realize your art­icle is more of an advertorial than any­thing, I still have to disagree.

Sure, the job sat­is­fac­tion is pretty high, when you’ve got a client that works with you, and not against you. When everyone pays their bills on time.  When great pro­jects just land in your lap. When your com­puter doesn’t break down right before a dead­line. When nobody asks you to take a per­fectly lovely design, and add some­thing totally hor­rendous to it. When you aren’t being micro­man­aged, told your work is no good, or har­assed by con­stant tele­phone calls asking why insert pro­ject name here isn’t fin­ished yet. In short, when pigs fly over frozen hellfire.

I mean, don’t get me wrong. I love my job, and I wouldn’t trade it for any­thing, and for every lousy client I have three fant­astic cli­ents. But stress-free? Hah!

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