When I came up with this idea, I envisioned it as a Far Side cartoon.
I worked at a Vancouver print shop where I met Melanie Covey, a cool gal and a student at Capilano College’s multi media program.
I was the editor of the company newsletter. At first, all I did was do the colour separations for the printer, because we bought the newsletter ready made from a California company.
Not really happy with the puff pieces and trite clip art, I began to write articles and come up with my own graphics and layout.
I thought that comics were a great way to make people look forward to the newsletter, and I had a bit of a following with some legal secretaries for a while (the newsletter went mostly to law firms in Vancouver).
Of the 12 or so that ran, this was my favorite because the drawing was original. The others, I used business cartoon clip art and made up my own captions for them.
This is the first cartoon I published in a Revenue Canada newsletter.
I worked in the mailroom, upstairs, hidden from the public. Part of my job however, was front counter relief. Every panel actually happened, several times a day I might add, except the last one. It became how you viewed the general public after a while.
Anyone offended by that has clearly never worked with the public before.
The front counter was for MAIL DROP OFF–not forms, not inquiries, and not the public information booth. MAIL DROP OFF!!!!!! Mail for Revenue Canada, I had to add. A lot.
This cartoon and Life in the Lobby were partially drawn in MSPaint and then pasted up and the curvy bits were drawn by hand. I typed the text in MS Word 6.0 and then cut and pasted it up — with a glue stick and dull scissors.
Printed in black and white, I scanned my camera ready art and added colour in
Photoshop for my web page. Now you know why I had Mel draw giggle.
This is the second cartoon I published in a Revenue Canada employee newsletter.
Many people I worked with had a flex time schedule. (For those who don’t know, in every two week pay cycle, you work four days each week for nine hours, one day in the first week for 8.5 hours and a day in the second week is off.)
Every day before their day off, they would describe grandiose plans for their day while the rest of us slaved over our letter openers and date stamps.
And every work day after their flex day, they would have done nothing.
So I never did flex time, because then how would it be different from a Saturday?