so, last week it was announced that oprah (you know, that b*tch that you want to shank) was going to pay for her staff of 100 employees to go on a mediterranean cruise.
well, that got me thinking about you, and what kind of boss you are. well, my mind starting wandering and i imagine that you throw things. a lot. i envision a naomi campbell-esqe flair. except you don't throw phones.
no, i like to think you throw things like flower arrangements, festive garlands, or pumpkin chandeliers. follow me as my mind lets loose on how i think one of your "episodes" goes down. i like to call it valentine theater . so please, turn off your cell phone, no talking and discard of all waste in the proper receptacles on your way out. thank you.
scene: a normal day at the mstew everyday show set
mstew: where is that f**king daft girl with the glitter?
(fdg runs in, out of breath, soaked from the torrential down pour outside)
fdg: sorry. sorry i'm late.
mstew: where have you been? you have kept me waiting.
fdg: it's really raining outside, i almost got hit by a bike messenger....
(frantically cutting off fdg)
mstew: did anything happen to the glitter?!?!
fdg: no.....it's fine. i am too, in case you care (she whispers quietly and hands the glitter to mstew)
mstew: what?? what is this shiz???? i specifically said petal pink. this is pink azalea.
well, that got me thinking about you, and what kind of boss you are. well, my mind starting wandering and i imagine that you throw things. a lot. i envision a naomi campbell-esqe flair. except you don't throw phones.
no, i like to think you throw things like flower arrangements, festive garlands, or pumpkin chandeliers. follow me as my mind lets loose on how i think one of your "episodes" goes down. i like to call it valentine theater . so please, turn off your cell phone, no talking and discard of all waste in the proper receptacles on your way out. thank you.
scene: a normal day at the mstew everyday show set
mstew: where is that f**king daft girl with the glitter?
(fdg runs in, out of breath, soaked from the torrential down pour outside)
fdg: sorry. sorry i'm late.
mstew: where have you been? you have kept me waiting.
fdg: it's really raining outside, i almost got hit by a bike messenger....
(frantically cutting off fdg)
mstew: did anything happen to the glitter?!?!
fdg: no.....it's fine. i am too, in case you care (she whispers quietly and hands the glitter to mstew)
mstew: what?? what is this shiz???? i specifically said petal pink. this is pink azalea.
(taking a closer look at the glitter container)
mstew: oh! oh! not only is it the wrong color, but you got extra fine instead of ultra fine!! what am i supposed to do with this? how am i going to make my glittered bird cards now?? are you are a moron? an ignoramus? an imbecile?
(as she proceeds to yell and berate, she throws the inferior glitter)
fdg: my eyes!!! you threw glitter into my eyes!!!
(fdg runs out of the room crying and screaming)
* and....... scene*
see, that's how you roll......at least that's how it all went down in my head. srsly, martha yo, (i've been watching a lot of the wire, can you tell?) you's got to step it up if you wanna be in the same league as that shorty, oprah. maybe you don't have to do a cruise, but mos def cut down on the throwing shiz at people.
now, that's not a good thing,