“So she looked me up and down—all bored and disinterested—and said, ‘maybe’. And to send a picture to her boss to be sure.”
“Wow. Weird.”
“And then I said, ‘and my resume?’ And she goes, ‘oh yeah, I guess so, but be sure to send a picture.’”
(Pause)
“So will you take a picture of me?”
(Pause. Smirk.)
“Preferably one where I’m in the bathtub, in shiny gold leggings, licking a clump of dirt.”
Isn’t it every self-respecting LESer’s dream to work for American Apparel? I would think so.
“Wow. Weird.”
“And then I said, ‘and my resume?’ And she goes, ‘oh yeah, I guess so, but be sure to send a picture.’”
(Pause)
“So will you take a picture of me?”
(Pause. Smirk.)
“Preferably one where I’m in the bathtub, in shiny gold leggings, licking a clump of dirt.”
Isn’t it every self-respecting LESer’s dream to work for American Apparel? I would think so.
3 comments:
hah hah hah.
do it while your young and hot i say
i am embarassed because it is.
Ah, the wonderful world of Dov Charney. Skeezy is the new black, you know.
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