I want a FAO Schwartz soldier. Good thing David is one and on the cover of Wall Street Journal with CEO Ed Schmultz!!!!!
Friday, December 15, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
SHE'S ALL THAT AND NOTHING TO ME
So, yesterday I was assigned to purchase and wrap a bottle of wine and then deliver it to our star Rachel Leigh Cook. Now I remember little Rachel changing my life and that of all other high schoolers with her influential role as Laney Boggs in "She's All That" where she taught all of us that our lack of popularity resides only in our glasses, kind of like Superman's desguise is solely his spectacles. I'm not sure what that meant for me since I didn't wear glasses and now that I have some people say I look cuter.
Whatever, back to my story. I was on a mission to make her proud with my pickings and decoratings. I ran all over Shreveport driving Chris's monster of a Durango in the rain to reign victorious all while dodging bums and unnecessarily place medians. I went to Party City, to Super Target, and finally to World Market where I found what I wanted. Unfortunately to attach the card I needed a whole punch. I snuck into Office Max to merely sample the workings of their whole punches. Then I headed to her apartment just to get lost in this city that I have never driven in. Fun right? I call my trusty Assistant Prod. Coordinator and friend, Chris, to direct me and finally end up at the star's apartment a mere two hours later.
Finally, I arrive with my only saving grace being that I am going meet my high school guiding light. I walk up to the door and knock. No one answers. I knock louder. Still no answer. I walk away dejected and call back to the office to tell them I'm coming back and where I'd left the bottle. Through the phone I hear them say the apt of where I was supposed to leave the bottle. It was a different number!!! I interrupt and confirm that the number written down for me was wrong. It is indeed wrong. I hurry back, hoping the bottle hasn't been picked up. I grab it and run to the right place and knock loudly knowing that the encounter has finally come. No answer. All in vain. I drove through the rain in a foreign vehicle looking for the perfect embellishments for THE Rachel Leigh Cook and I don't even get to meet her. Worthless, it's all worthless.
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