assistants unleash their wrath. yes, bosses everywhere. we exist, we are watching, we are taking notes, and everything you do is screenplay fodder. or blog fodder.
at least until someone in the office discovers the blog.
at which point you have to start writing about clay aiken.
who, by the way was on saturday night live and who spoofed his twinky homo image by appearing in the opening sketch in a lineup of chorus boys backing up uber-faghag megan mullally.
like my WEST coast colleague john, i'm considering the launch of a private blog. it's just too hard to resist dishing the dirt the way i used to. i'm evil.
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