Beings that I'm a go-getter, I was not only taking my finals this past week. I was ignoring my blog and looking for a real job. I've actually been looking for a real job for quite some time now, but of course the offers come streaming in right in the middle of finals and graduating. So, once again, I apologize, dear reader, for the leap of absence. I wish I could tell you it would never happen again…
But I can't.
I got a job. It's at a small repping company and my title is "Assistant." They said they hired me based on my excellent references and some other things. Who cares? It's a fuckin' paycheck, and my hard work wasn't for nothing.
Now I know what you're thinking: why wouldn't I get a job at the place I was interning at for so long? Well, after having worked for Doug and the tyrant, I was not comfortable with leaving the fate of my future in their hands. I wanted to look for work elsewhere, I mean I really would love working at this place but at the same time, I can't help but feel that not everyone in LA are really as nuts as the people that work at this company, right? Plus, it would feel good to tell them, "Hey thanks for the experience guys, now go fuck yourselves!"
So, during finals week, and right before graduation, I came into work to let Doug in on my good news. But, Doug decided to steal my thunder this day with news of his own.
I walk up to my desk with a little more pep in my step and look over and see Doug smiling–an almost eerie sight this early in the morning. Immediately, I think to myself, how the hell does he know? Stupid Wendi must have told him. Fyi, I tell Wendi everything. But, no. Doug was smiling for his own selfish purposes.
He turns his chair to mine as I sit down and says, "Today is the day, Kiddo!"
"What day?"
"The day I tell Missy and Lenny to fuck off!"
"What?! What happened?"
"I got my dream job, Chloe!"
Mind you this is all spoken in a very low tone so other Ninja Detectives cannot eavesdrop. In any case, the excitement was still there. But, wait? What about me?
"So, where does that leave me?"
"Well, you can stay here if you want. I already got another guy."
"Wait. What?"
"Yeah, I've been planning this for weeks. I found this guy who is perfect. You may have met him, his name is Kramer. He's pretending to be Luke (some guy that works downstairs) intern. Genius, right?"
I decided not to tell Doug about my new job. I could have cried at this point. I mean, wasn't this the whole purpose of getting an interniship: hope that you will get a job at the place you were slaving over for months?! And this bastard didn't even see the harm in passing me over. I felt like that one guy in that one movie, you know the one where he just goes beserk?
Instead, I remain calm. Doug gets up and retrieves the new boy. I look him over. I could take him. But, wait. Why the hell do I care, I already got another job?
The rest of my last day is spent teaching the new boy a few things that he can do after Doug leaves. Fuckin' degrading, right? Of course this is all done 'secretly.' We're just two interns doing intern things.
Before the day is over, Doug lets Missy and Lenny in on his little secret. They took it a lot better than I or Doug thought they would. I think it made the whole 'stick it to them' part a little less satisfying, but I like to think of that as karma sticking it to Doug for being such a shit to me. But, I can never stay mad at the bastard.
As I am leaving, Doug asks if he can walk me out. Knowing that this is gonna be my last day, I go with it.
Once outside, Doug lights his cigarette and says, " I got a call from [Repping Company #256] the other day."
Surprised, I glare at him, "You knew!!"
"Who the hell do you think got you the job?"
"I heard something about 'rave reviews.'"
"You're gonna be alright Kiddo. And sorry about the whole Kramer thing, but you wouldn't have liked it here. Trust me."
Stupid fuckin' Doug. I had walked in there with every intention to tell him to fuck himself, and then after feeling totally passed over, I wanted to murder him, but then at the end of the day, we really were on the same team.
Maybe not everyone in LA is so screwy. And at least I'm getting a fuckin' paycheck.
Thanks for reading, you(s). Chloe Bohne has officially completed her community service obligations.
