A co-worker sent me a website today for shits and giggles. Hasshole
After the initial amusement, it brought to mind this poignant memory of working as an executive assistant to a head hauncho at a major-league studio several years ago. The job paid OK, but it was a thankless, boring exercise in dysfunctionalism. Anyway, it had its fun moments and I made the very best of it by indulging in all the perks.
One of the best things about working in a big-time Hollywood studio is that a cavalcade of who's who in the movie business would come through our office regularly. This makes for some interesting stories. So I thought I'd share this very brief one.
As the Hoff struts down the hallway for his "meeting" with the powers that be - I alert "them" via AMTEL that he is here. They ask that he take a seat for a moment on the lovely velveteen couch.
The Hoff: So what do you watch on Tuesday’s at 8:00?
Me: Nothing, I guess. I don’t even remember what’s on.
The Hoff: Not a big TV watcher, are ya?
Me: No, I’m a huge TV watcher, actually.
The Hoff: Ooh, that hurts.
Me: What can I say?
6 comments:
Putting the Hoff in his place. Was this the Baywatch era Hoff?
He was just ending the BW run - hence the meetings - scoping out options, I suppose. I inadvertently did something similiar to Michael Bolton, too (didn't recognize him in the new 'do)
this is precisely the kind of humorous anecdote we're looking for on the upcoming podcast.
there's a podcast? Will there be songs?
Songs of God and Joy and Peace. Plus some Van Halen.
Roth or Haggar?
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