Tuesday, November 16, 2004

The Movie I Can't Stop Quoting

1. Back in August I ordered (off of eBay) a Steadicam mount from a dealer who built the product himself and sold it for a great price. As of yesterday I still hadn't gotten it, and never received a response from the query I sent in early October. So this morning I got an email. Apparently the guy who made the product DIED in an accident. Yes, he's dead. So the person who sent the email said they bought all of the equipment pieces from the guy's widow and are carrying on with production—even improving the design. The good news: I may not lose my hundred bucks. The bad news: ummm the guy is dead.

2. Later this same day I had finished making some copies someone ordered at the station and I called the number on the order slip to tell them their DVDs were ready.

PERSON: Hello?

ME: Hi, is *** ******* there?

PERSON: No, they are at the hospital. Her daughter is a really bad diabetic and this weekend she was at a friend's house and starting complaing her stomach was hurting. She started vomiting and got really sick and they took her to the hospital, and her stomach is shutting down. And also ******'s husband is in the hospital. He's got brain cancer and there's nothing the doctors can do, so they are just going to release him tomorrow. They are going to send him home to die. (I'm not exaggerating.........I'm actually UNDER-REPORTING everything she said)

ME: Uh, I'm Steven Criss, from TV-7. I was just calling to let *** know that we have her copies of the Beauty Pageant ready.

PERSON: Oh, yes, her daughters were in that. (and on again about the hospital)
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Now, of course all the while I was throwing in sympathetic feedback—I'm not that much of an asshole. And of course I tried to end the conversation several times by offering and wishing the best.


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I need new shoes. The ones I have are really uncomfortable and I can smell my own feet when I'm sitting down at work. Not good, b/c I usually don't have smelly feet. It's like that not-so-fresh feeling. Only worse. And for dudes.

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