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Nov 23, 2004 21:02

This weekend is going to be way too eventfull for its own good.

Tomorrow: 6:00am-  Meet Jayne at her house and go to Aaron's ofreef (Barmitzfah thing in the cinagogue)
8:30am- Go to work.
12:00-  Birthday lunch with everyone at work at Pasta Express.
5:00pm-  The girls and I are going to Cavalli's downtown (Stephanie thinks as it is my birthday, her present to me will be a sugar daddy.)

Friday: 4:00- Cinagogue again and then shabat (Barmitzfah stuff again.)
Saturday: 4:00- The barmitzfah, with Eric as my date, knock me out cold with a Vuitton, people, please.
Sunday: 11:00am- Brunch at Jayne's.

And then its all over.  But I'm not gonna have a second to me for the next 4 days.  I'm just c'felling (Sarcasm!)

About a week or so back, Patty and Steph went to meet a new client, who I had sold Pantone's to in the past.  They met the president.  His name is Sheldon and the company is Jolie intimates.  Well then.  So Sheldon has called a couple times, and of course, I'm pleasant, he's pleasant, we get along well.  So today I figure, "Nah, I won't harass him for what its concerning, he's earned it."  So he speaks with Patty.

Patty:  Hi Sheldon, how are ya?
Sheldon:  Good, however I'd be better if the amazing girl who answers your phone would have accepted my 75k a year offer for a job and to marry me.
Patty: HA.  You won't get her for 75...  She won't leave for much...
Sheldon:  So...  What would make her leave.  I'm serious, I really want to marry her, Patty.
Patty:  2 words.  Louis.  Vuitton.
Sheldon:  I'll buy the store and she can live in it.

So Patty RUNS out of her office to tell me this and she's laughing hysterically because it seems that every male client is falling all over me, without even having any idea what I LOOK like!  And Steph is flipping out because she's all "WHAT, DAVID BITTON, NOW THIS?  BOTH OF THESE MEN ARE SCUM!  WHYY?!  Seriously, Andee, are you really satisfied with sex with old men, and lots of shopping?"  And the answer is YES.  And its not all the money.  These men are smart, these men are classy and these men have wise eyes.  Steph goes this morning "Come on, David always looks like he's mad...  YOU HAVE THAT MUCH MONEY, GET A FACE LIFT!"  so I go "....  But his eyes are so wise...." and she dies laughing because I actually said it in all seriousness.

The needletrade is mine.  And I'm getting better with my confrontation issues as well.  This morning, we had a meeting.  And at the end, I said "LOOK, lets all take out our record books because I have something that I need to discuss.  I'm glad we're all here as I can perhaps get an opinion or two.  Normand came up to Chantal and I, yesterday morning, and told us to get away from Stephanie's office, didn't we have work to do and that we waste way too much time in here.  Why did they hire us, anyway."  And I turned around, said "Okay Normand" and that was it.  But I was insulted.  My work ethic is my everything.  You all know that.  I need to know if you see any issue, with me sat in Stephanie's office doing nothing for 15 minutes in the morning."  And Patty said no, its not a boot camp.  Because I said "I'm here at 7:30, I don't take breaks, I NEVER leave at five and I would work Saturdays if you ever asked me to, for free on top of it."  So Patty agreed to some extent.  This is when Stephanie piped in and said "No, you can't partly accept this.  Andrea and I are both VERY efficient, so when there's no work, there's none.  And as she said.  She's always here.  We're both entitled.  Like you said, we work for ourselves."

A year ago, I wouldve never brought it up for fear of being judged, but I owed it to myself and I feel as if I've really accomplished something.

Mr. Bitton and I had a moment yesterday at Gentile.  I was walking up the stairs, as we were leaving, and he was at the pool table.  Dorit was sat to my right, and he was standing right in the middle there.  So I flipped my hair, looked over to Dorit and waved and schmoozed without even having to say a word (talent) and I look straight ahead and he's staring.  He gave me this look like "Okay, we're not talking, but its okay because we're staring."  And I was flipping my hair and walking up the stairs and it was like time was moving so slowly.  There was such eye contact and we were so close to "Okay, fuck work, lets go, now." but I'd never do that because I can't miss work ever.  He just gets more and more attractive every time I see him.  And I looked not too shabby too.    And Steph shook her head the whole time and made various comments such as "this is proposterous."  "this is disgusting" "I'm shocked and appauled" and "Chantal, please smack her".

And I bought a dress for the barmitzfah.  Its beautiful.  And Step is bringing me her Steve Madden black satin open toed pumps with the pink brooch and a black clutch.  My dress is black velvet, ruched all down the center where it fans out into a black lace with pink satin underneath.  Its BEAUTIFUL.  I'm gonna look so hot.  Except my date is still Eric which kind of upsets me.

To add to the drama, FRENCH LOVER pops his head into the office today.  HE WAS WALKING BY AND HE SAW ME, SO HE POPPED HIS HEAD IN TO SAY HELLO.  NOOOOOOO, you're NOT rich enough, YOU DON'T own something big, there's NO hope.  Get it, got it, good, french lova?

Bloody hell.
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