In 2013 I had a bit of a ‘Dream Diary’ Debacle some may say. I’m sure it’s a common pickle.
I was living in Sydney working in the PR department of a POPular Radio Station. (More Taytay Sweezy than Lil Weezy.) One Thursday, my boss left the office to attend an urgent meeting in Melbourne. She told me to stop what we were working on and just wait by the phone. Something possibly to do with legal or finance and definitely above my pay grade was going on. I didn’t mind. I did as I was told and ate my sushi at my desk and stared at my pin board covered with photos and print outs of Fiji.
I decided promptly that I was bored. I offered my assistance to the production team, the radio hosts and their producers, who sat in our hip hop happening little desk circle. They were fine and didn’t need anything blah blah.
So instead, NATURALLY, I pulled out my brand new Kikki-K diary and began constructing a dream life made of photocopies and doodles. As any young professional woman on stand-by would.
I went to the stationary cupboard and got pens and glue. I would have used glitter but it seemed our stationary budget holder did not appreciate it the way I do. Anyway, I was so enthralled with in my book of hopes and dreams that I didn’t notice the production team giggling around me. I was also so chuffed with myself when I left work that day, I didn’t even notice my new diary was missing at the 5pm Freedom Call.
I heard it though. Later that night. My Dream Diary. Being read out. Live On Air.
During a segment called “What Do You Really Do When You Are Meant To Be Working”
To cut a long story short – I was fired.
I then wrote a scathing email about the Ludicrousness of the situation and was promptly Promoted. Right out of the Promotions team.
A few months later I left anyway.
To turn my Dream Diary into my reality. Here it is.
Proof: 
Proof:
Proof: (Some may wrongfully describe it as a tree platform….)
Proof. No Biggy. Picture of Me Singing With Knox. At The Bar My Family Owns…
TICK. Both Eds bar and Traps are quite far away.
Well well well. Who’s laughing now.
(All of us I hope …….. miss you guys.)
xx Matisse
MATISSE WB 
Interesting story – be sure, I would not fire you – this could be a real good story, even for the radio – they didn’t understand it…
All the best and take good care of you, dear…
Maccabros
and, by the way – nice piece of Work, your dream diary…♥…
Reblogged this on Maccabros Weblog and commented:
So true and real…
I was really wrapped up reading your story.
It’s interesting. At the beginning I wondered where the story would lead and II loved the pictures at the end….