Or maybe I need an intern? Someone who will be there to say, "No way, dude, that Killers record sucks. You're showing your age by liking it, and you may as well be some suburban mom who lunches."
Hmm. Still, alot [sic] of work goes into this. Don't I deserve to able to yell into the other room "Sally! Find me a picture of Ben Cross!" or "Go dig up an MP3 of the slow piano music from the Incredible Hulk tv series..." or fend off suggestions like "Shouldn't I talk about my favorite recipes?"
Maybe I need to solicit applicants?
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