5pm on a Friday afternoon. A call came through ..
“Hello?” I said ..
“Hey .. Are you going back to the office? There is a problem on site, we need to talk to you..”
“I’ll be there in 20 minutes..”
The project is literally very small and not much design was involved, mostly additions and alterations of the existing site. It’s a startup fashion design company that is gonna be building its name in Beijing.
Layout plans have all been approved by the client and was sent over to the builders for site verification.
When I came to the office everybody was there, the marketing fellow, the project manager, my assistant and head of the sub-contractor company that was doing all the work.
Apparently, there was a discrepancy between the drawings that I sent over and the markings on the site. I visited the project 3 days ago and this predicament was never brought to my attention until now.
This was quite late, given the fact that the client has already approved the layouts and everything was given a go signal by everybody involved.
What I’m really pissed about is that this mistake was being pinned on the Design department specifically on me. Procedural wise, this is really not my job. It is the Project Manager’s duty to verify if my drawings are accurately interpreted on site.
The contractor not only has a tongue of a retarded bird which relatively sounds like a sick pigeon but he also has an attention span of a lightning bolt. He would utter the words, like
“I see, I see..”
but what he really meant was ..
“there is a big pile of wood blocking my brain”.
This is definitely the last time I would be working with him. He is metaphorically making me age faster.
The Project Manager, on the other hand, is a complete opposite. He’s pompously clever. Too clever that he can perfectly make impromptu stories just to clean his hands. He would’ve been a great prosecution lawyer. Project Management by definition is quite self explanatory, but I reckon his mantra with regards to his position is..
“I will manage the project but if it screws up, I’ll blame the designer..”
I really wanna place him in a skewer and barbeque his chinky ass.
The heated debate held on for hours which ended up with my assistant shouting at the pompous, incompetent Project Manager. He pointed his fingers at us like a fart-sniffing airhead.
Nobody likes being blamed for something that’s not under his scope of work. Nobody!!
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