Is it me getting older and more codgety or is the mediocrity finally rising to the surface? Is the mandate these days to be sexy and employ “sexy” people wearing cool clothes and have tats but have little work ethic and a bag of neuroses that a small band of ADs have to sit and take and babysit. “Hey, I look cool, so it’s okay that I’m a complete asshole or a raving bitch!” Our leaders thanking the wrong people, spoils going to the person with the loudest mouths, department heads whose pedigree is mainly from modeling (say again?). Directors who eat their young….
The tradeoff, thank god, is that I get to be working for 15 hours a day living the dream and have my little name whizzing down really fast at the bottom of the screen. And as many free cokes and cookies as I want! And I get to work with the actor from JAG! YEA!
Hello God? When do I get to go back to Louisiana? And no, I don’t care about the heat and the bugs. I’ll take that over OCD, ADD, schizophrenia, Oedipus Complex any day. (That’s was just in one person. Seriously.)
