12 August 2009
1:30 pm
OK I just got an email from Claire's new assistant.
Every once and awhile, she (I still call her Newblood) calls or emails
me to commiserate. I get it. I mean seriously, who but me is going to
be able to relate to Claire's crazy requests? Man-oh-man am I grateful
that I'm not still an assistant. I've been out of that office for a year now and I still feel like I just broke out
yesterday. But, OMG you are not going to believe this one. Claire just called her from Mexico and said she needs a harpoon flown out to her by tonight. Let's break that down, shall we?
A friggin HARPOON
to MEXICO
on a FLIGHT
without a friggin PASSENGER
by TONIGHT!!
Now mind you—she didn't call at the crack of dawn. She called nonchalantly at noon. Never mind what the crazy clogs needs a harpoon for. I mean are you really even asking me that question? As if there were any sanity involved in any portion of this scenario. Anyway, Newblood is on the case. I can't wait to hear how she plans to handle this with customs. There but for the grace... know what I'm sayin?
