We have our own ways to keep our memories. Sometimes, in diaries or journals, in our phones, or on Social Media. But most of us, more often then not, save those memories on hard media or Flash Drives and Hard Drives.
Everyone who knows me, know how important my files are, to me and my business. I have to admit, it's about to be a month and I still remember it like it was just hours ago.
So here's a little a snippet of what happened:
My super-close friend, who is like a sister to me, held her 18th birthday last April 15, 2018. I was put in charge of the event. So I hustled to get things done, even though firstly, we were working on a tight schedule and on a very, tight budget. We had to adjust this and that, just so we can fit it all in a very small, small monetary budget.
So there I was, in a dilemma on how to work around it. There were a few hisses and barks, but we got over it.
So, I was in charge of:
- Layouting the Tarps
- Video Presentation
- Musicality
- Over-all Aestethics of the Venue
- Coordination of the Programme
- Invitations
...just to name a few.
The day finally arrived and everything was set. Until right before the event finished, I passed out due to fatigue. I just came out of the hospital so I was still coping up. Anyways, I passed out.
Many hands helped in bringing me to the nearest hospital. Including the parents of one of my staff. They were also the ones in charge of the sound system. They took me to the hospital and my team decided to pack up, in a frantic rush, to see me in the hospital.
This particular person, 'accidentally' dropped my hard disk and did not tell me when we talked the day after the event. And worse of all, I had to pass some songs I created for another project, which cancelled, by the way, because the files I needed to sumbit were in the hard drive. Now the client does not want me to do any songs anymore, which was my auxillary income.
The hard disk was put on top of the laptop, then was carried. If one had common sense, why in the name of all that is holy, would you put a hard disk on a slippery surface, drop it and not even talk about it. (She did not PM me that the hard disk slipped, and that she's sorry. I would have let is pass...)
I plugged in my External HDD and it was not working. I tried everything I could but, to no avail. Professional recovery costs, 12k minimum. I don't even have money for rent or utilities, even food! (Yes she did offer to split the cost of the hard disk, but seeing how "mapanumbat" these people were, THANK GOD I did not accept the offer).
The person who dropped it, said and I quote and rebutt:
"I am just a teenager"
- You're 18. You're considered an adult.
"It's your fault you got sick because you abused yourself..."
- And what exactly does that have to do with my hard disk?
"We were just concerned... and I feel really bad..."
- So? Pay up! I fucking lost projects because of your negligence! It's your fucking fault!
And here comes the father to the rescue...
"You should be more responsible."
- I passed out! What do you want me to do, pack-up while I convulse?
"She provided you a lot of help and you should be greatful..."
- THERE IT IS. The one reason I did not accept your offer initially. Guilt trip. So I am the one in debt? What about the fact that your daughter's negligence had cost me bigger than that of a new replacemeny disk? OWN THE FUCK UP!
That's the matter with you people! You can't even say "I am sorry..." or OWN up, unless someone tells you to.
I lost 60% of my life. You cannot blame me. That was my source of income. And the only way I will shut up is:
1. Replace my hard disk.
2. Recover at least 80% of my files.
3. Get out of my life.
I'm sorry if did not end at a good note. It's totally nerve wrecking! If only people were more responsible with their actions and not making excuses to steer away from the facts! I would have remained quiet, but after those messages I recieved? I will fight for my rights and for what is right. Those files were priceless! You cannot replace it with all you money in the bank! That's what's wrong with rich people. MONEY TALKS.
Everyone who knows me, know how important my files are, to me and my business. I have to admit, it's about to be a month and I still remember it like it was just hours ago.
So here's a little a snippet of what happened:
My super-close friend, who is like a sister to me, held her 18th birthday last April 15, 2018. I was put in charge of the event. So I hustled to get things done, even though firstly, we were working on a tight schedule and on a very, tight budget. We had to adjust this and that, just so we can fit it all in a very small, small monetary budget.
So there I was, in a dilemma on how to work around it. There were a few hisses and barks, but we got over it.
So, I was in charge of:
- Layouting the Tarps
- Video Presentation
- Musicality
- Over-all Aestethics of the Venue
- Coordination of the Programme
- Invitations
...just to name a few.
The day finally arrived and everything was set. Until right before the event finished, I passed out due to fatigue. I just came out of the hospital so I was still coping up. Anyways, I passed out.
Many hands helped in bringing me to the nearest hospital. Including the parents of one of my staff. They were also the ones in charge of the sound system. They took me to the hospital and my team decided to pack up, in a frantic rush, to see me in the hospital.
This particular person, 'accidentally' dropped my hard disk and did not tell me when we talked the day after the event. And worse of all, I had to pass some songs I created for another project, which cancelled, by the way, because the files I needed to sumbit were in the hard drive. Now the client does not want me to do any songs anymore, which was my auxillary income.
The hard disk was put on top of the laptop, then was carried. If one had common sense, why in the name of all that is holy, would you put a hard disk on a slippery surface, drop it and not even talk about it. (She did not PM me that the hard disk slipped, and that she's sorry. I would have let is pass...)
I plugged in my External HDD and it was not working. I tried everything I could but, to no avail. Professional recovery costs, 12k minimum. I don't even have money for rent or utilities, even food! (Yes she did offer to split the cost of the hard disk, but seeing how "mapanumbat" these people were, THANK GOD I did not accept the offer).
The person who dropped it, said and I quote and rebutt:
"I am just a teenager"
- You're 18. You're considered an adult.
"It's your fault you got sick because you abused yourself..."
- And what exactly does that have to do with my hard disk?
"We were just concerned... and I feel really bad..."
- So? Pay up! I fucking lost projects because of your negligence! It's your fucking fault!
And here comes the father to the rescue...
"You should be more responsible."
- I passed out! What do you want me to do, pack-up while I convulse?
"She provided you a lot of help and you should be greatful..."
- THERE IT IS. The one reason I did not accept your offer initially. Guilt trip. So I am the one in debt? What about the fact that your daughter's negligence had cost me bigger than that of a new replacemeny disk? OWN THE FUCK UP!
That's the matter with you people! You can't even say "I am sorry..." or OWN up, unless someone tells you to.
I lost 60% of my life. You cannot blame me. That was my source of income. And the only way I will shut up is:
1. Replace my hard disk.
2. Recover at least 80% of my files.
3. Get out of my life.
I'm sorry if did not end at a good note. It's totally nerve wrecking! If only people were more responsible with their actions and not making excuses to steer away from the facts! I would have remained quiet, but after those messages I recieved? I will fight for my rights and for what is right. Those files were priceless! You cannot replace it with all you money in the bank! That's what's wrong with rich people. MONEY TALKS.
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