Wednesday, October 20, 2010

It's Tricky to Walk This Way in Run's House wearing My Adidas

A friend of mine recently took over the position of President for one of the myriad of cable networks available on most sets.  He's been involved with number of relatively well received reality shows, geared towards women, over the years and this new position is a reward for all his hard work with the other networks owned by the company he works for.  His first new show on this network is launching in a few weeks and last night they had the launch party to celebrate said launch.

I was there to soak it all in.

Friday, October 15, 2010

A New Kind Of Hell

Tax deadline day and this past week was a doozy.  Normally, 5 days before the deadline and I'm up to my ears in paperwork, phone calls, client visits and a variety of other hell.  This year was rather tame in that regard.  The larger, more complicated returns were done a few days earlier than normal and, thanks to my oddly proactive work ethic towards the end of the summer, a bulk of the work was completed earlier than normal.

So, by this past weekend, I was sitting around, calling clients, prodding them to get their shit in sooner, rather than later.  For the most part, it worked.  Clients sent stuff in earlier or ignored me.  By Wednesday, I was leaving at humane hours (9PM) and the work was moving quickly off my desk and out the door.

Then something happened, ruining the flow, destroying my mood and creating hell in the workplace.

Tuesday, October 05, 2010

Revenge, Floogin Style

I put up with a lot of shit, primarily because I can't be bothered with things but, from time to time, something done to me gets on my nerves enough that I retaliate.  When I do, it's usually childish and cruel.

So, this past week, I was pushed, once again, by an associate and the situation called for a bold statement.

I was happy to oblige.

Monday, October 04, 2010

The Tailor Crushes Me

So, I picked up a couple of suits a few months back and, thanks to a long summer of heat and lots of walking around, the pants are now falling off me.  I've got this incredible tailor who works out of an office where I work.  The guy does tons of work for movies, broadway and tv, along with making clothes, and altering clothes for normal folks to wear in normal situations. 

The guy's incredible and his prices are pretty fair so I brought my pants in to work today to let him fix them up for me.  Instead, I got my ego crushed.