Job Loathing30 Aug 2012 12:55 | by Drew Clark I've said it before, and I'll say it again…. I HATE THIS JOB. Contacts don't show. I get to write shitty made up stories about mermaids in the Hudson, and how to make a deal with the devil. This. Job. Is. Crap. To top that all off? Some fucking idiot puked on me last night. PUKED!! My shoes were ruined in the East River, my jacket had to take an impromptu bath in it to get the man's vile vomit off of me. And wouldn't you know my god damned luck? A gorgeous woman shows up at that point, and I smell like a public bathroom in a dive bar. It's time to start sending out CV's again. Worst case, I might be able to get a job as a research assistant for some nutty professor at one of the colleges. Jersey Devil10 May 2012 12:57 | by Drew Clark Got a byline yesterday on page four of the newest edition of Strange Truths. Jersey Devil in NYC? Interview with a crazy woman who swears she was accosted by it? Check, and check. I loathe this job, but at least it pays the bills. Time to put out another round of CVs to the various museums in the city. I suppose if I can't get a job with one of them, I can just keep writing about non-existent things. Next week, maybe I'll write that vampires are taking over Broadway, so that Bat Boy can make his debut or some other nonsense. I'll have to pass that by the boss though. |
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