Tuesday, June 21, 2005
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This isn't a rant about stupid people in general, but will be a short list of people I've encountered lately that are, in some way or another, completely fucking bonkers.
1. List mom Heather: This is a woman who runs a fan website of rabid Firefly enthusiasts and she has nothing better to do than feel superior. I've repeatedly been trying to get information out of her about certain aspects of the Serenity screening this week for my eye Weekly story. She said there was going to be a "celebrity guest" but would not say who. This is just stupid.
She said I should call and ask Universal directly, and I asked her for the name/phone number of the person she got the information from so I could call and independently confirm. This would have a direct bearing on the nature of my story, and as such, I felt I should know. She wouldn't even give me that. She said "call and ask for someone."
This is a woman who wants to "get the word out" about her beloved franchise, yet refuses to aid someone who can speak to more than 5 family members and instead talk with the 300,000 weekly readers that eye claims to net.
She wouldn't budge. I'd like to smack her.
2. The woman at Universal: Another dirtbag. After going through my editor to find out who I was, she didn't even call me back. I finally called her up, and she said no interviews would be granted prior to the screening for a guest that she would neither confirm nor deny. I can only assume a lighting tech is showing up. Again, slightly baffled, but not shocked. She is a flack after all.
The only thing I don't get is why would you tell the geek in charge of a fan site, but not inform someone in the press? Nervous about getting some bad remarks, or just being difficult because you can be?
My editor at eye claims we should be grateful they even responded. He said most studios wouldn't even bother. Isn't that encouraging?
3. Aspects of First Media: Shib, the girl who got hired a week after I did for the same position, was unceremoniously shit-canned yesterday. Granted, I'm sure she brought it on herself (I tried to talk to her about it), but that doesn't excuse our co-workers on the other side from giggling and laughing a full hour after it happened. It wasn't necessarily about her, but you could feel that it was part of it.
4. Mimes. Those guys are just asking for it.
So maybe this post WAS a rant after all, but it wasn't really intended to be. I'm getting paid for my eye Weekly writing, though I didn't expect to be at all. It's not a huge sum of money, but it makes up for the bits of frustration I've been having. The first part of my writing, a whopping 150 words, should be in this week with a larger chunk the week after.
I have a lot of pudding with me at work right now, and a copy of season 1 of the BBC version of The Office. I'm sure it will help to soothe my pain.
Now I have gas.
1. List mom Heather: This is a woman who runs a fan website of rabid Firefly enthusiasts and she has nothing better to do than feel superior. I've repeatedly been trying to get information out of her about certain aspects of the Serenity screening this week for my eye Weekly story. She said there was going to be a "celebrity guest" but would not say who. This is just stupid.
She said I should call and ask Universal directly, and I asked her for the name/phone number of the person she got the information from so I could call and independently confirm. This would have a direct bearing on the nature of my story, and as such, I felt I should know. She wouldn't even give me that. She said "call and ask for someone."
This is a woman who wants to "get the word out" about her beloved franchise, yet refuses to aid someone who can speak to more than 5 family members and instead talk with the 300,000 weekly readers that eye claims to net.
She wouldn't budge. I'd like to smack her.
2. The woman at Universal: Another dirtbag. After going through my editor to find out who I was, she didn't even call me back. I finally called her up, and she said no interviews would be granted prior to the screening for a guest that she would neither confirm nor deny. I can only assume a lighting tech is showing up. Again, slightly baffled, but not shocked. She is a flack after all.
The only thing I don't get is why would you tell the geek in charge of a fan site, but not inform someone in the press? Nervous about getting some bad remarks, or just being difficult because you can be?
My editor at eye claims we should be grateful they even responded. He said most studios wouldn't even bother. Isn't that encouraging?
3. Aspects of First Media: Shib, the girl who got hired a week after I did for the same position, was unceremoniously shit-canned yesterday. Granted, I'm sure she brought it on herself (I tried to talk to her about it), but that doesn't excuse our co-workers on the other side from giggling and laughing a full hour after it happened. It wasn't necessarily about her, but you could feel that it was part of it.
4. Mimes. Those guys are just asking for it.
So maybe this post WAS a rant after all, but it wasn't really intended to be. I'm getting paid for my eye Weekly writing, though I didn't expect to be at all. It's not a huge sum of money, but it makes up for the bits of frustration I've been having. The first part of my writing, a whopping 150 words, should be in this week with a larger chunk the week after.
I have a lot of pudding with me at work right now, and a copy of season 1 of the BBC version of The Office. I'm sure it will help to soothe my pain.
Now I have gas.
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