so much for free booze, glamour shots and getting pampered by media whores.
boss: we got an invitation to a new club opening on thursday.
me: (tries not to sound excited) oh... really? *flippant*
boss: yeap. too bad we're not an entertainment magazine. if not i'd send you.
me: ................
i probably sound like a suaku 5-year-old, but that would've been so carrie in SATC! with her three wonderful friends decked out in fabulous clothes, of course. ;)
LATER:
*phone rings, call gets transferred to boss*
Boss: oh yes... i just got it... no, i'm sorry it has no relevance to the magazine, so i regret not sending anyone... *fake laughs* no sorry, we can't make it... thanks anyway, bye.
me: .....so! *offhanded* who was that?
Boss: the club people lah! asking whether we're going.
me: (forced laughter) what did they say when u said it isn't relevant? that we can go down anyway? (tries to chuckle, to show how i think these people are so pushy)
Boss: yeah la, never give up, these people.
me: ................ *buries head in hands*
There