| | Dear creepy guy who came by peddling magazines,
Your patter was smooth, no one is denying it. Its not your fault I thought you were someone else when I opened the door. I listened to you, because I figured your job was hard. I should tell you however that the line between being slick and being slimey is a fine one. You say you're a communications major, and perhaps you are, but if you are thinking about going into television, I worry for you. I am pretty sure that bad teeth and skin plus a regional accent are a no no in TV land, unless you are playing a two bit hood. Maybe you'll get to Cancun, but it will be because people won't be able to say no, and not because they want you. Think of it as the difference between Tammany Hall politics (or... the Daleys, if you prefer) and the Kennedeys. My advice to you is to pretend that you are using people less, maybe go for the bon homie of a used car salesman and work your way up. Goodluck, but don't come back.
Love,
Amber
PS me being flat broke really shut you up, huh? I was happy to upset your patter and to find you with absolutely nothing to say.
posted by Amber at 2:33 PM
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