Good lord, Tep. What an unreadable prick.

You know, people don't generally shit all over their worker drones when they PAY the worker drones, but they feel perfectly entitled to be cocksucking prats when the worker drones are volunteers. Have y'all noticed that?

My freelance clients don't give me NEARLY as much grief, and *they* pay me, so (in my opinion), they're entitled to a certain amount of changing their mind and telling me what they want, even when it's the exact opposite of my opinion. And yet my paying clients don't treat me like the dim-witted stepchild.

Wonder why that is? You'd think that someone who's getting something for free would act in such a way that would ensure they would *continue* to get it for free.

Huh. Too bad for them.

He makes it easy to quit, Tep. Just walk away and sneer.

It is apparently human nature to believe that something you're getting for free can't be as good as what you're paying for. (Thus they can't really believe that the work you've done as a volunteer is as good as something they've paid for.)

He makes it easy to quit, Tep. Just walk away and sneer.

Actually, since we're a VERY small group, it's hard to quit, because I'll have to see him at every freaking function. And THAT will be annoying.

Second the idea of editing that last e-mail -- solely for spelling, grammar, and punctuation, of course.

because I'll have to see him at every freaking function. And THAT will be annoying.

That's what the sneering is for. Mockery! I suggest outright Mockery!

Sister Helen is on my radio being awesome. I love her.

Teppy, the mind boggles.

I also think his use of the awkward, "The look I and the board want" instead of "The look the board and I want" speaks volumes.

Careful there, DJ -- you're re-writing his precious baby words!

And, holy fuck, I went back and reread, and what he actually wrote was "The look I and the board wants " -- not just an asshat and a self-important condescending prick, but an illiterate fool to boot.

I'm especially fond of "the dual goal of marketing, and informing," the beautiful cherry of twaddle on top of the smelly buzzword sundae of that entire first paragraph. It's really beginning to sound as though what he wants is some kind of nightmarish MySpace jazzhands Flash-animation-on-paper thing.

If you stay on, his next demand will probably be for a newsletter that plays music when you open it, just like those swell cards at the Hallmark store. But, keep it, professional,,, and don't go changing his words or he will have to not so quietly privately grit his teeth, again, and nobody, especially he, want that.

Get out, now.