The Looking Glass

Ugh!

2008-05-29T19:04:52Z

So, where were we? Oh, yeah, new job.

The basics - bottom rung, ad research clerk. I look up the comptition's ads, summarize them, and hand it to the "analyst". It's infuriating - I used to write this stuff, not just regurgitate reports about it to some baby weenie with a shiny degree and an in to the bosses pants. I'm both busy as hell, because she is a picky cunt who treats me like I just fell off the turnip truck, and bored silly because I could do this shit in my sleep. c I need to put my time in as a suckup grunt, because that's the only way I know of, besides sleeping your way in, to break back in to the ad business.

Tres suckage.

Oh, the silly LJ vote thing: I'm for <lj user=squeaky19>. He has a great sense of humor.

More catchup

2008-03-16T08:15:41Z

So, after the quarantine, and the job screwup, there was this Department of Criminal Disease Vectors investigation. Seems that I was just one of Tony's women. Not a surprise, that. He did deals and did girls up and down the coast. He was *good* in bed, damnit.

Problem is, he infected over half of his girlfriends. Some of them were married women. They nailed their husbands, their husbands nailed their mistresses... and so on.

They tried to pin the infection thing on me, accusing me of jealousy, because I work(ed) in the designer cosmetics field. LOL. Like *I* was a biochemist?

So I was basically under house arrest as a material witness for like over a year. Blogging was forbidden, and even my emails had to be approved. They paid my rent, and gave me the crappiest commodity food that could be cheaply designed and grown. Subsistence shit. They confiscated all of my recreationals, including the old fashioned ones.

They even had one of their creepy agents live with me for a while, and the bitch had a nasty case of repressive religion. She gave me a load of crap every time I fucking *masturbated*. This bitch's idea of "entertainment" was reading holy literature, speaking in tongues, or reading and debating the federal criminal code about diseases. I was about ready to kill the bitch, just so I could be actually guilty of a crime for having to put up with her. Seriously, I'd started assessing my options.

So, two years out of my fucking life, and my career down the toilet, all because Tony couldn't keep his business partners happy and his pecker in his pants when he was on business.

Yes, I got another job, goddamn starting at the bottom *again*. I've retained a lawyer to sue *someone* for the loss of income, emotional distress, and destruction of my career and social life.

Oh, yeah, in case you hadn't noticed, I'm still pissed off. They're probably still watching me, but I don't give a damn. I want to see miss prissy DCDV bitch grabbed, mugged, tied down, dosed with autorocks, nympho and g-delay until she begs like a drunken nympho whore for a relief of her physical need.

Well...

2008-03-15T07:03:18Z

It seems I'm now a part of a vanishing breed - LJ users with Basic Accounts.

In other news, my boytoy died. Caught a nasty designer virus. That cough he had like forever? That meant it was contagious! Skin/mucous contact only, slow killer. They figure he picked it up in TJ from a call girl provided by his business "partners", who was a girl with clean papers that they mugged and dosed 24 hours before. She probably infected two or three others before they capped her. It's cureable - if you get the right antidote within 2 weeks of infection, but that means admitting they'd infected the person...

They had *me* in quarantine for two months while they tested me 6 ways from Sunday. It doesn't show on the tests until it's already inevitably fatal - and past the antidote period. Thing is, he and I *didn't* while he was in the contagious stage - I've never been so glad for my period and it's squicking effect on guys in my life... Still, I miss having him around.

I actually lost my job over this crap - that and the fact that Mr. Nasty, the boss, had a really nasty accident on one of the hills near the office. Apparently he drove through something that ate his brake lines away. The whole group got "reorganized", and since I was off-site, in quarantine, unable to defend my job, they threw me to the wolves.

Oh, and Janie got married to her boy. They were nice enough to tape the wedding, so I could watch it later. My god, his groomsmen all looked like a bunch of torpedos! Probably a sports team or something.

Ta for now.

EyeRoll!

2005-04-14T02:12:43Z

So, Mr Nasty decided today, after we came back, that the Paris conference was too expensive, that we sent too many people, and that some people will have to reimburse the company for it. Nevermind that he knew about it three months ago, and could have said something before we went.

No, he likes to make people squirm, and give their pay back to the company to make his bottom line look good. Janie was upset. I wish I understood what that thing she does with her thumbnail and her upper teeth means. The look on her face isn't pretty, though.

Also, rumor has it that his mistress wanted to go, but couldn't because HR put the kibosh on her being on the payroll. Seems she didn't turn in her government forms, didn't show up for meetings with HR, didn't fill out her timecard properly, and didn't answer her company email. Silly twit, if your sugar daddy gets you a salary for your services, at least try to pretend that you earn it. Then again, rumor says his wife is sleeping with the VP of HR, so maybe her paperwork got "lost".

Me, I don't see what either of those women see/saw in him. He's not a looker, he's a cruel ass, controlling sociopath, and the only thing in his favor is that he has lots of money, but it's probably all tied up in stocks. That and his tool is probably small.

Business Tripping

2005-04-12T22:03:22Z

So, I just spent a month in Europe, going to a snooty European cosmetology conference in France - total snootsville. Those Parisians are *Rude*, nasty, and treat you like you're some sort of idiot if you don't babble in French! (They also come to San Francisco and act the same way!)

So, I learned some of the latest marketing trends, demographic pitching, and individuation technologies. Lots of boring seminars during the day, and decent schmoozing in the evening. Met a lot of people, including some fugly guys who thought they were god's gift to women, and some even fuglier women who thought they were hot. Seriously, there is a weight limit for shimmer spandex!! It's really, really gross to get hit on by fat geezers dressed like they were sparkle punk bois.

I also learned how to order dinner, wine, and the services of a male escort in French. He taught me to swear, flirt, and seduce in french.... :-P Yes, he was clean, with health papers to prove it. He also was *very* talented. No, his services aren't covered by my expense account - I think you need to be a VP for that.

I have an international calling plan on my phone, because of Tony going down to TJ and points south, and the little prick didn't call me once!! If it wasn't for his ... um ... other talents I'd have dropped him like a hot rock by now. Still, it's hard to find a guy with a high grade licker license and a good thick tool who knows how to use it, ya know?

I'm still trying to figure out how to deal with Mr Nasty manager+1. Janie has been really, really quiet lately, and it's starting to worry me. If Tony was around, I'd get advice from him, but....

Upset

2005-03-01T23:32:55Z

My manager's manager was all pissed off about the campaign not being ready a week before. So the prick blames us, nevermind that we didn't even get to start work until it was too late. He spent an hour this morning telling all of us on the team we were fuckups and losers, nevermind that we put together a successful campaign in less than a month. Unrealistic bastard. Janie actually started crying, and the cocksucker smiled. I just want to get even. Nobody treats Balie Broth like that, I'm not his bitch to wail on when he isn't getting enough head.

Tony has vanished again, and now I'm getting worried. The vibrator is getting old, and a frustrated Balie is not a good thing.

So I'm upset, and pissed off. You have been warned!

The Campaign!

2005-02-17T20:09:09Z

I am so wiped. The ad campaign started last Friday, and ends today. Each day has had a different theme, with the most ads out on the weekend. It is classified a "success", just barely, but we got way too late a start. That's why some of our glam mag ads won't come out until today. Deadlines are shorter than they used to be, but you still need a week's lead time, and then they charge you a bundle for last minute insertion, even if you've already bought the space!

So, the product is our new line of erotic lip gloss. You see, when a person become aroused, their heart beats faster, and their lips flush and become fuller. That's the basic idea of why lipstick is sexy. What this stuff does is enhance that flush, so that the change is more dramatic. How, I don't know, I'm not a nanobiochem geek, either. I think they should do a nipple gloss too, but that's me.

Tony. The stupid twit. He's down in the SD/TJ borderplex, chasing a fucking deal. He's still sick, coughing like he's been hot boxing MJ and raw tabac stogies, and he doesn't smoke! He whined about being tired a lot, too. No, he hasn't seen a doc, not even at a street clinic. Dumbass. He didn't call me "because he had to keep his deal secret, blah, blah, and it was sudden, and he's too tired to fuck anyway." Arrrgh! So I've been making do with my toys, if not just falling straight into bed, and getting *really* frustrated.

Working like a dog

2005-02-10T22:36:48Z

14 hours yesterday, maybe more today. The ad campaign has it's first commercials tomorrow night! The actress we got to do the spots is a prima donna. Ugh! Next time I think we should just punt and get the geeks to do it on a computer. No hissy fits from computers, and geeks run on caffeine and cheap pizza.

Still no word from Tony.

What a weekend!

2005-02-07T21:16:37Z

OMG! Talk about busy. I worked both Saturday and Sunday on the new ad campaign, with a break for the game, of course. The 14th is a week from Monday, and we have to have the video out by Friday so that it can air over the weekend. I hate it when people dawdle on deciding things and expect everyone to still keep their insane deadlines! I may have to appear in the thing myself, if we can't get decent looking talent to do it.

The game was good, the half time coverage sucked - too many talking heads getting in the way. Paul McCartney is really getting *old*!! The ads were lame, and my company doesn't advertise there because it isn't the right demographics as primary viewers. Sexist, yes, but the numbers don't lie.

Tony doesn't answer his phone, and his voicemail is either full or not working. We've been boinking buddies for 2 years, and he all of the sudden drops from view? I'm both worried and pissed. Pissed because he's a free spirit enrepreneur, and disapprearing to "chase a hot deal" is just his style! Worried because he was (is) sick, and may be taking chances to make up for lost business! The fact that he hasn't even bothered to drop me email is really weird.

I swear, I'll be more able to deal with all of this junk when this ad campaign is in the box.

Iconz

2005-02-04T17:49:24Z

Oh, yeah. I found some icons on the various icon art communities. So now I have icons.

"perfect" - I have a hoodie kinda like the yellow thing, and a white low cut top, so that fits.
"showme" - I wear sorta the same kinda panties as the icon, although mine are usually red tones.
"roses" - The roses one fits with my color scheme, and are love roses.

Thanks to the people that I snagged them from. Maybe I can get one of the graphic designers to make me one, although they are really tempermental sometimes. Artists!

Superbowl Weekend Approaching!

2005-02-04T17:37:26Z

So, SuperBowl 39 is this Sunday! Should I root for the Patriots or the Eagles? The Patriots are 16-2, the Eagles are 15-3, and the Patriots are favored slightly by the bookies. But the underdog sometimes pulls a surprise. Since neither are California teams, it really doesn't matter to me. Today is the last day to get in on the office pool, though.

I can't get ahold of Tony to find out what he's doing. I have to work Saturday on the new campaign, and maybe part of Sunday. I wonder if I just shouldn't hang out and watch the beefcake football action with the people from work. Let's hear it for tight ends... ;-)

Still, it's more fun in a bar or at a party. Sports isn't a solitary activity, you know. It's much more fun to have someone to root with. You can even do drinking games, like take a drink whenever a ref does something assinine, or whenever your team scores, etc.

Thrilled!

2005-02-03T17:43:16Z

I got drafted onto a new ad campaign yesterday! It's going to be soooo slick! The first part of it should come out about Valentines Day, so if you don't hear much from me, it'll be because I'm working my little fanny off!

The best part of it is that it used psychodemographic research to determine what the best consumer response is to certain keywords and in what order. Very cutting edge! We did the research, and of course the whole thing is very trade secret. Oh is it nifty! It's a lot like some theoretical stuff I studied in school, but this is real world, and may revolutionise the whole science of marketing!

The sticky part will be the regional thing, especially in Europe.

I haven't hear from Tony since Monday. I'm a bit worried.

Tony

2005-02-01T18:50:14Z

Oh, god, is Tony ever a dip! I called him last night, and he was still sick! He says he doesn't need to see a doctor, he can't afford anything more than a cheap clinic doc, they never do any good, blah, blah. I told him that's what he gets for trying to do his own business in import/export. He sounds like he's trying to cough up a lung, and of course he can't do deals and make money if he can't get near clients. Yet he won't see a pill pusher unless he's dying. Men!

What worries me is that he did a run down to San D and TJ for business about a week and a half ago, and he might have picked up something designer or nasty down there. So far I'm ok, so it may not have been contagious, but still, it has me freaked. I'm loading up on the vitamins and antiviral supplements, just in case.

So, last night I did some autorocks and relieve my tension and frustration with Little Tony. It's not the same as a living breathing guy, but it keeps me from getting too high strung.

Oooooh!

2005-01-31T18:36:25Z

I have friends! Hi hi hi!

I had that silly "don't show friends" setting on the configuration stuff. So confusing, some boxes clicked mean things are on, some when clicked mean they are off. What do they think I am, a geek or something? I don't scurry around with more computers for friends than people!

Anyway, yesterday was another exhausting day, although it still was a blast. I did manage to score dinner with Drake, although we were both too exhausted to do anything more. Besides, he had to fly back to his home office last night. The idiot at his office travel booked their whole crew on a red eye! After a trade show? How nasty is that? They were doing the cheapest fare thing, I bet. Either that or the travel girl was having PMS.

Needless to say, I fell into bed, too tired to even have any fun with my toys. That makes two nights in a row. *sigh*

Today I'm back in the office, writing up my post report on the show, the crowd, and everything like that. Then we have our usual Monday Market meeting for lunch. I hope it's not Chinese again. That crap is going to make me fat, and that is so gross! I got a bit chubby once, and the flab eaters that my doctor prescribed gave me gas and zits - ewwwww!

Sigh

2005-01-30T03:28:42Z

Oh, my god, what a day! We were absolutely mobbed at the show! I feel like I've been ridden hard, and not even an orgasm to show for it. People were lined up 7 or 8 deep at our booth, just to get the samples! Everything from corp execs to street grrls and bois! Nothing extra spectacular, no celebs or anything, but what a mix!!

Poor Drake had his foot in a cast, but was still there like a trooper. I wonder if I can poach him for the company - they can't be paying that gorgeous hunk nearly enough. About noon he got a little carried away with the aftershave application, and his shirt got ripped off of him by the customers. He looked better that way, I will admit. No date - everyone was wiped out after today, and we didn't even get any time to chat.

So what is it with this Live Journal thing anyway? I heard everybody was real social, but here I am here three days already and no one has friended me! Plus, I don't *even* know where to start to look for my kind of people to read and things. Maybe next week when I have time to play more. Tonight it's a hot bath with pleasure bubble bath, a small session with one of my toy stable, and sleep! At least I wasn't silly enough to wear the tall heels again.

Bummer

2005-01-29T04:31:14Z

My feet are killing me. I made the mistake of wearing my ultra-heel mules to the show today, and oh god am I paying for it. Other than that we still had a blast, the same as yesterday. We had a group of LOLs come to our booth this after noon. Half of them were doing the "tut-tut" thing, and the other half wanted to know if the supercolor dyes would hold up under a perm. Tomorrow will be insane, though.

Little Tony held up just fine, thank you. Good thing, too, since I don't have a date for tonight. Drake's feet are aching too. Seems some fat chick decided he was really kissable and stepped on his foot. He limped for the rest of the day. Tony is still being a wuss, says he doesn't feel good. I told him that if he's got a super flu I'll kill him. He thanked me... ;-) I said if he gave it to me I wouldn't.

Oh, yeah, I gotta remember to load a couple user icons, but it won't be till next week. The friggin' show is twelve hours a day, so I don't have the screen time till then.

Exciting Day!

2005-01-29T02:05:15Z

I got up for work all jazzed! Several of us were going to work the company booth at the heath and beauty expo, and I would be wearing my hot new sales geisha outfit! I just love helping customers find the perfect makeup shades for their skin and eyes. The new line of holographic blushers we have is to *die* for! They are coordinated perfectly with the new line of nail applications!

The show was completely awesome! We must have had a thousand customers cruise our booth in the first 3 hours! In the booth next to ours, there was this absolutely hawt guy demoing this pheromone based aftershave! OMG, pheromones, 6 foot two, buffed and tan, georgeous brown hair.... mmmmmmmm. Needless to say we had a competition going to see who could get his phone number, and get him to ask for ours. I won, of course, his name is Drake. I am the most senior pitch chick, after all. ^_^

So, after work I stepped downtown to meet Tony for dinner and... Dinner was cool, the game was great, but the and didn't happen. He had a *headache*, can you believe it? So I stopped by the drugstore and picked up some autorocks and a new*pink* vibrator. I think I'll name it Tony after I've broken it in (provided it doesn't break....)

Anyway, bye for now! We have three more days of the show, and then back to boring office stuff. Maybe I can swing a dinner and... with Drake Saturday? I gotta remember my medical cert and stuff. Mmmmmmmmmm.....