Wednesday, August 5, 2009

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to Nowhere...

So I don't have any work this week. It's actually kind of a funny story...

A friend of mine is a VP in the marketing department of a major studio. A few weeks ago, her assistant quit, so she hired a Temp (me) to fill in until they found someone permanent (perhaps me). The pay was good. The work was easy. And I knew the boss. Nothing wrong with guaranteed income for the foreseeable future.

But this is Hollywood. The town that logic skipped.

Last Friday, I received a communiqué from my pimp -- my gig ended that day and I was being replaced with a different Temp. Normally this wouldn't faze me. Temps live a transient life and things change on a moment's notice. But this was different. I'm friends with the boss and she'd mentioned nothing to me about any transition. Quite the contrary as I'd become more and more involved her work.

Confused, I went into my boss's/friend's office to relay what I'd been told.

"Huh?" she asked. "What are you talking about?"

I explained it again and hoped for a different response.

"Huh?" she asked again. Clearly this was news to her too.

Well, as it turns out, her boss (someone I'd never met and who didn't even work in building) decided to do someone a favor and give that person a gig. The hiccup in the plan is he neglected to tell either of the two main players -- my boss or me -- about this.

You know how the story ends. I'm outta work and you're reading about it. To add insult to injury, I'd just turned down another gig through my other pimp. By the time my new free-agent status was confirmed, that position was taken.

I guess it's not that funny of a story after all.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

That sucks. I'm going to Legoland tomorrow and can use someone to clean up the house and maybe do some gardening while I'm out. I can take you out for a beer afterwards (well maybe the next day).

You know where to find me if you want the gig.

Diego

SparklyDiva said...

I hate that. I've never been outed from an assignment due to "scratch my back IOU's" but I've had assignment bosses keep massive secrets, and pop them on you out of no where. I know it hurts because it was a friend---or someone you thought was a friend.

Anonymous said...

Who doesn't enjoy a moment or two of zoned-out austic bliss?

Helps me keep my pan-global groove from getting the best of me.

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