THOSE people at work...

So this one example of someone who bothers me at work has been on my mind for awhile, and I can't forget to write about it now!

This came on a day that I was particularly frustrated, stressed out, freaking out. I didn't get a lunch break, barely had time for a pee break. And this chick comes in the bathroom with another blond and says "I thought I would be rich by now"

2nd blond says "You just graduated, what were you expecting?"

1st blond "I know, but I'm just a lucky person anyway. I get a lot of things other people don't. Like I've been the tenth caller on a radio show..."

I got out of the stall, holding back bursting out laughing, and she saw me and said "Hey! We're going to get lotto tickets!"

I was fuming! I don't even get a lunch break and this bitch is getting lotto tickets because she's so dumb she thinks she's a lucky charm!?

My day: 9a - Start work 12p - No lunch break, food on the fly 6-7p - Lucky if I get to leave

Her day: 11a - Start 'work' 1p-4p - Lunch with clients (yeah, they last that long!) 5p - Leave work to go to industry party, drink too much booze, overtly flirt with the clients, come hungover for work the next morning.

And I'm pretty sure the sales' girls get paid more than I do.

Just as an example of how my days go; because there are so many retarded things, it's hard to keep track; I've been bugging my supervisor to order me some business cards. I don't even care if they don't have my name on it. A generic company card would be fine.

I have a Portfolio review tonight and tomorrow to recruit interns, and I need these cards. I have been in several situations where I don't have a business card, and it's embarrassing! So I said fuck it, I'll make them myself.

I put my title as "Studio Manager/Production Assistant". The Exec. Producer came by and said, No, that's not it, change it. Now it reads "Assistant Producer / Studio Manager". That made me feel good, until...

A music producer at the other company was paging accounting, but kept pushing random numbers and saying "Hello? Hellooooo?!" There was an echo of this all around the studio, and I was yelling at no one "Where are you calling" running back and forth to every phone it sounded like he paged.

Finally I got ahold of him, he was trying to find a guy in accounting, and I told him the number.

He said "I know, but he wasn't there, so then I tried to find the receptionist lady...uh...Jess..."

I was completely offended, especially after I had made my new business card and when this guy has known me for over 2 years. I said, "I am not the receptionist." He said a quick sorry and hung up.

Later he came down to apologize, so I gave him my card and showed him my title. I said I was going to go to a Portfolio Review tonight and I needed them. He said, "Ooooh, portfolio? That's what it's called? Is it at a club?" I was like, uh no, it's for potential interns, it's at a school!!!!

He asked me where it was located. I'm afraid he might show up. But he won't stay long, as there won't be any booze.

On top of that, I'm all proud of my cards that I made. My supervisor saw them over my shoulder and started in on them "Oh, I should really give you the template I have. The text needs to be uniform, " (it was) "and there will be spillage, don't put anything too close to the edge, and those aren't the right size..."

I copied the thing as damn close as I could to yours! If you have a problem with MY card, then why don't you get off your ass and make me one already!!!! Sheesh!

Not all Charity is Good

I try to volunteer here and there. I am a member of NY Cares, and I give blood every now and then...gotta do so more often however!

I found this organization, not sure if I should mention it here. But it fights for the most essential necessity in life : water. They provide water in third world countries. I actually found out about it while watching online TV, so I'm not like a diehard fanatic or anything (I met one of those last night).

Every year they have a huge event to raise money for the charity, and it has attracted a lot of celebrities and inappropriately wealthy people. I thought I was lucky to be apart of it, but the atmosphere didn't feel as if we were doing charity work, it was a lot of flashy items, videos and lights so these not-so celebrities would shell out their money. I think the originality of the organization is great, but I think that the people who are giving only do so to make themselves look good. I'd rather actually do something, help someone, rather than throw my money around and brag about how good I am.

Needless to say, the event was lame. Luckily I found some people who shared in my joy of making fun of people's outfits, which I can attest that when you have money, it doesn't always mean you can buy style! I worked at a donation table, I could have chosen anywhere since I was on reserve and floating around, but they didn't make an effort to put me anywhere, so I felt useless.

People kept putting their drinks and trash on our donation table! It was so infuriating. This one woman set her drink down, didn't say anything like, I'll be back, or whatever and I was on a roll so I scooped it up and threw it in the trash.

Five minutes later she came back and said "I set my drink down right here." I acted as if I didn't know what she meant, hadn't seen it. I looked at the other two volunteers, wondering if they would sell me out. They looked just as dumbfounded as I felt. But I quickly switched that and said "Oh, there are people going around picking up trash. They must have thought your drink was trash."

She was mad. "That is bullshit!" she said "I know one of you three threw it out!"

I wasn't going to argue with her and put the other volunteers in an awkward place.

I said "Oh, well would you like me to get you another drink?" In my most forced sweet but sour sarcastic tone.

She was a bit thrown on the sudden change, but said she wanted a vodka tonic. I went to get her one, bitching the whole way.

When I gave the new drink to her, I did so making sure she knew it was a big inconvenience to me. Then I whipped out our sign, shoved it in her face, and said in a sickly sweet way "Would you like to DONATE?!"

She scoffed and walked away with her bitch friend in toe. Oooooh, that was the whole night summed up. Now I am torn. I enjoy this charity and would love to continue with it because it is doing so much good in third world countries. Although, I really don't think I can face these artificial people. They're putting themselves out there to look good, not do good. That's not what I'm about. And unfortunately, I probably won't continue with this charity. And it's too bad.