Wednesday, March 7, 2007
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Monday, March 5, 2007
Saturday, March 3, 2007
Friday, March 2, 2007
"You fucking...Oh, Thanks!"

Working @ the gym can be such a gamble. It's all commission and based on a lil' trust. You schedule some appt's and hope the rich bitches you just talked to show up. It's like dealing with those cunts on Desperate Housewives. I got my shit on lock tho and always always make them pay if they don't come through, but I hate waiting on women.
Yesterday, one of my clients had me waiting for a good 15, no phone call, no email. I started to get real heated. I was planning to fucking curse her out. 0ut of nowhere she showed up. Just before I was going to give it to her she goes, "Hey what's up, sorry I'm late. I stopped by my husband's office to grab some Rangers tickets. Have fun." It was pretty tight. Brought a Ho from work and clipped a grip of beers. Too bad they fucking lost. At least I didn't.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
first one...
there aren't many days that stand out over another when you're a marketing coordinator at a ski resort... don't get me wrong, its great to know kids are stoked on events and the scene you are creating for them... but sometimes the days kind of blend together, knowhatimsayin? that is, until something like this goes down.... nothing like an avalance in western new york

photo cred- big bob knab

photo cred- big bob knab
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