In case you ever wondered why I never made it to drinks with my old tracking groups....
/alt/ I don't actually want to be a writer. I just don't want to have drinks with these guys.
/alt/ Car and hose seek garage.
[also this is just another version of the whining I hear from assistants every day who are blessed to have their jobs but think the degrees their SAT tutors earned them merit a pass on carrying out such menial (read: requiring actual work) making lunch reservations, composing a coherent submission letter, answering multiple lines on a telephone and making more than one call to schedule a meeting. spoiled brats.]
Hollywood ASST from Back of the Class on Vimeo.
The World Is Swell. And How!
Showing posts with label assistants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label assistants. Show all posts
this is the worst day for me to see this
Thursday, February 19, 2009 | Posted by npd at 2:01 PM | Labels: assistants, hollywood, rappers, spoiled brats, tracking groups
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)