Toronto Trim's Hotel Cum Drop-in Centre - Page 295

Hank Chinaski · 07-01-2005, 01:06 PM

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Originally posted by Mister_Ruysbroeck
I can never win with you, can I?

you should have added a scene where you had lunch in a diner before the hearing and they had BLTs with a whole pound of bacon. Know your audience.

ltl/fb · 07-01-2005, 01:06 PM

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Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
you should have added a scene where you had lunch in a diner before the hearing and they had BLTs with a whole pound of bacon. Know your audience.

I didn't actually read the post.

Mister_Ruysbroeck · 07-01-2005, 01:09 PM

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Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
you should have added a scene where you had lunch in a diner before the hearing and they had BLTs with a whole pound of bacon. Know your audience.

Nah, I give up. She bitches at me for anything I say. Doesn't matter if it's mildly amusing or not.

I thought the story would amuse people. And, in retrospect, I think it is pretty funny. At the time the attack happened, I was pretty scared. You tend to get that way when someone is attacking you.

Mister_Ruysbroeck · 07-01-2005, 01:10 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb
I didn't actually read the post.

Really?

Then let me try one of your and NCS's lines out:

Shut. The. Fuck. Up.

Did you just call me Coltrane? · 07-01-2005, 01:13 PM

I don't really hate all of you.

Unless you are a spineless partner. Have some dignity, you pussies.

notcasesensitive · 07-01-2005, 01:16 PM

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Originally posted by Mister_Ruysbroeck
Really?

Then let me try one of your and NCS's lines out:

Shut. The. Fuck. Up.

It's really my line. I invented it on the FB. Plus, I don't think she's ever even seen the skit.

ThurgreedMarshall · 07-01-2005, 01:16 PM

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Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
I told a partner that I don't have it in me to kiss a client's ass like he does...and I don't. I don't know how they do it. Marcellus Wallace would not like me.

The biggest spineless partner I work for (who kisses ass so hard that I am consistently embarassed for him as I can sense the clients pressing mute and laughing their asses off*) once apologized to our client on my behalf because the two of us were talking baseball and he was talking shit about the Yankees and I was doing the same about Boston.

I said something like, "You guys play well in August, but we'll see what happens in September." The client, probably used to and expecting this, brought up payroll or something NotBob would say and the partner got all flush because and shocked that I would say such a thing. He apologized for me and immediately started talking about how great Boston fans were and how Fenway was like no other park. The client looked at him like he was fucking crazy.

TM

*Example: "That was a great question. Very insightful. It's just the type of thoughtful review I would expect from someone as sophisticated as you."

That is not exaggerated one little bit.

robustpuppy · 07-01-2005, 01:17 PM

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Originally posted by Mister_Ruysbroeck
Nah, I give up. She bitches at me for anything I say. Doesn't matter if it's mildly amusing or not.

I thought the story would amuse people. And, in retrospect, I think it is pretty funny. At the time the attack happened, I was pretty scared. You tend to get that way when someone is attacking you.

I just had trouble following because I didn't understand how you could call your own client dipshit in good conscience. But once I accepted that, I was amused.

ThurgreedMarshall · 07-01-2005, 01:18 PM

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Originally posted by Mister_Ruysbroeck
I'm sensing a scat fetish that may rival mine.

Your senses fail you (especially since I no longer shit on your wife's desk).

TM

robustpuppy · 07-01-2005, 01:19 PM

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Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Your senses fail you (especially since I no longer shit on your wife's desk).

TM

Now you shit directly on his wife?

Mister_Ruysbroeck · 07-01-2005, 01:19 PM

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Originally posted by robustpuppy
I just had trouble following because I didn't understand how you could call your own client dipshit in good conscience. But once I accepted that, I was amused.

I'm glad to hear that.

07-01-2005, 01:20 PM

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Originally posted by robustpuppy
Now you shit directly on his wife?

Other way 'round.

ltl/fb · 07-01-2005, 01:23 PM

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Originally posted by notcasesensitive
It's really my line. I invented it on the FB. Plus, I don't think she's ever even seen the skit.

This is all true. No TV.

07-01-2005, 01:27 PM

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Originally posted by robustpuppy
"I won't be ignored, Dan!"

On the actual fashion post tip, I ignored all the advice I heard from anyone I bothered to ask and bought myself a nice white guayabera shirt. Depending on who you ask, I am now either a pretentious hipster (Hi Flower!) or an old man hanging around outside the OTB. Either way, it has been my most satisfactory summer clothing purchase this year. Highly recommended for sticky NYC summer weather.

Penske_Account · 07-01-2005, 01:30 PM

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Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
The biggest spineless partner I work for (who kisses ass so hard that I am consistently embarassed for him as I can sense the clients pressing mute and laughing their asses off*) once apologized to our client on my behalf because the two of us were talking baseball and he was talking shit about the Yankees and I was doing the same about Boston.

I said something like, "You guys play well in August, but we'll see what happens in September." The client, probably used to and expecting this, brought up payroll or something NotBob would say and the partner got all flush because and shocked that I would say such a thing. He apologized for me and immediately started talking about how great Boston fans were and how Fenway was like no other park. The client looked at him like he was fucking crazy.

TM

*Example: "That was a great question. Very insightful. It's just the type of thoughtful review I would expect from someone as sophisticated as you."

That is not exaggerated one little bit.

I'm sort of like that. Only.not.a.partner.

Sad. Now maybe you can understand what happened to me.