Right now, I have no day job. I like it...My old job was killing my soul and I found it in my best interest to leave. However, not with out drama. Upon my second to last day, I was told, "you have tomorrow off"...I questioned it and was re-assured that the day was mine...All mine.
That was not the case and, I may have been fired on my last day of work...Not impossible. Part of my charm is that I hate working...I mean I really hate it...I have had some really cool jobs, I worked for Clear channel/Broadway in Boston. I got to go to every single musical and play that came to Boston, followed up with a behind the scenes after party. I saw so many plays, front row center at Mandy Patinkin, he spit all over us, used Jeremy's phone and did the whole 5 fingered man monologue to me at the end...I almost wished I had killed his father, it would have been a great ending to the night...
I worked for Karamloop. There were always celebrities around, I slaved away to save the imp's business and he was a slave to fashion. Now it's some kind of media conglomeration centered with hip-hop and street wear...Very wise white man....He basically takes little companies, buys the goods, then charges 4 times the amount they retail for and makes millions...He doesn't actually do anything but, he's short and there for feels the need to be respected...It did appear to be a cool job at first.....It was like a hunk of homeless man shit wrapped up in a snicker's bar wrapper....surprising.
I thought Flour was going to pan out...I really did but, sadly, I was wrong about that too...I have been fairly lucky in love and I am starting to think that "jobs" are my "shitty relationships"...They have to happen in your life, some people have bad luck with hair dressers, or shoes or boyfriends....I have bad luck with work....
When I was in college, I accidentally rearranged all the the medical records in this one office at Brigham and Womans hospital....
Anyone hiring?
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