Yet another impression of the battling bosses (on a good day):
LB1: I'm just saying...
LB2: Will you just listen to me for ....
LB1: Look! I'm just saying that...
LB2: Just. Just.
LB1: Will you listen! I'm just saying that...
LB2: Pat! Pat!! Just listen...
LB1: ANDREA!
LB2: PAT! JUST LISTEN TO WHAT I'M SAYING
LB1: I'M JUST SAYING THAT WE NEED TO BLOW THIS STUFF OUT.
LB2: PAT! You always do this! Just listen to me!!! You can't sell this stuff for 5 dollars!
LB1: This is stuff we can't even sell at the yard sale!
LB2: We didn't have this at the yard sale!
LB1: Yes, we did - we had one of them! I'm just saying that we need to get rid of it...
LB2: WILL YOU JUST LISTEN FOR A SECOND...
LB1: WE NEED TO GET RID OF THIS...
LB2: WILL YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME!!!! GOD DAMNIT PAT!!!
LB1: ANDREA I'M JUST SAYING...
LB2: PAT!! I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING...
(This continues for 5 to 10 minutes.)
LB2 walks into my "office" and says something like, "If Pat would just fucking listen! I've lost yet another day of work because she won't just fucking listen!"
Last month I told LB2 (AndreaGotAnAche) that I was planning on supplementing my income by bringing in a cuss jar.
On a related side note - the work hazard involved in estate sales is that you constantly come across things that you want for yourself. Every day Andrea says something like, "We're popping all of these up but I'm keeping this lens for myself!"
Last week I discovered a beautiful 16mm hand crank movie camera that I would like. Today, an air brush spray booth and a box full of accessories. Of course I'd have to "pay the estate" for these items and since Andrea does the pricing (as opposed to Pat "let's just blow it all out") ... I can't afford what I want based on what they pay me. Sadness.
Friday, March 17, 2006
Thursday, March 02, 2006
First Impressions
Things that happened at work today:
1) The boss lady, AndreaGotAnAche, revealed yesterday that she found some 16mm movie cameras in the estate and that some young dude was coming today to check them out. I was generally like, "What?? You had 16mm cameras and you're just now telling me ... now that somebody is already coming to buy them??" So she agreed to take me up to look at them before Dude came. Of course with her timing... I got to go up exactly 1.5 minutes before Dude arrived and in this 1.5 minutes I was also instructed to run down stairs and get some cleaning supplies so that she could hurry and wipe some of the dust off of the cameras and lenses. So there I go... down the stairs to the room with the "cleaning supplies" which includes some lens cleaner, some lens tissues and 3-4 old dirty socks which, until now, I'd been avoiding touching. Yes - they'd been using these dirty socks to dust stuff when they were taking pictures. SO - I grab the cleaner and 1 sock and run up the stairs where I'm informed that Dude has arrived and I'm now supposed to pretend to be another potential customer (which I am sorta.. but I guess he's supposed to not know that I work for them). So here we are... Dude and I... and AndreaGotAnAche (LesbianBoss1)... and Andrea is pilfering through boxes and suddenly exclaims, "Ewww... this tripod has gook on it. Do either of you have something to wipe my hands on? Anything?" Well... of course I've got a damn dirty sock in my pocket so I hand it to her. And this was my first impression with Dude - a potential future filmmaker cohort... who will now ALWAYS think of me as that girl who randomly carries socks in her pocket. And then just leaves them behind....
2) Later in the day Queen Ernest arrived. Queen Ernest is PatGotAGuy's(LesbianBoss2's) token flaming gay friend. Technically I've met him before (so it's not a "first impression") but he's still a kick. Today Queen Ernest was going through the record albums and as I was googling some prices for the 16mm cameras - these are the exclamations I heard coming from the album shelves (AND I KID YOU NOT!!):
(I love him. I want him for my own.)
1) The boss lady, AndreaGotAnAche, revealed yesterday that she found some 16mm movie cameras in the estate and that some young dude was coming today to check them out. I was generally like, "What?? You had 16mm cameras and you're just now telling me ... now that somebody is already coming to buy them??" So she agreed to take me up to look at them before Dude came. Of course with her timing... I got to go up exactly 1.5 minutes before Dude arrived and in this 1.5 minutes I was also instructed to run down stairs and get some cleaning supplies so that she could hurry and wipe some of the dust off of the cameras and lenses. So there I go... down the stairs to the room with the "cleaning supplies" which includes some lens cleaner, some lens tissues and 3-4 old dirty socks which, until now, I'd been avoiding touching. Yes - they'd been using these dirty socks to dust stuff when they were taking pictures. SO - I grab the cleaner and 1 sock and run up the stairs where I'm informed that Dude has arrived and I'm now supposed to pretend to be another potential customer (which I am sorta.. but I guess he's supposed to not know that I work for them). So here we are... Dude and I... and AndreaGotAnAche (LesbianBoss1)... and Andrea is pilfering through boxes and suddenly exclaims, "Ewww... this tripod has gook on it. Do either of you have something to wipe my hands on? Anything?" Well... of course I've got a damn dirty sock in my pocket so I hand it to her. And this was my first impression with Dude - a potential future filmmaker cohort... who will now ALWAYS think of me as that girl who randomly carries socks in her pocket. And then just leaves them behind....
2) Later in the day Queen Ernest arrived. Queen Ernest is PatGotAGuy's(LesbianBoss2's) token flaming gay friend. Technically I've met him before (so it's not a "first impression") but he's still a kick. Today Queen Ernest was going through the record albums and as I was googling some prices for the 16mm cameras - these are the exclamations I heard coming from the album shelves (AND I KID YOU NOT!!):
OH my god I can absolutely die. Sound of Music!!!??? Oh stop! West Side Story??!! Stop the train - I want to GET OFF!! This man was straight?? Annie Get Your Gun - two of them and they are both ETHEL MERMAN!! If I find a Wizard of Oz album I WILL DIE. Oh look at all of these Hollywood books. I love reading Hollywood bio books because I'm such a nosy queen!
(I love him. I want him for my own.)
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