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The one other thing I want to do on my birthday is listen to a really fun song. So I pick Faith No More covering "Easy." Have a great day.
hey man,
just wanted to say thanks for all your good work. i just started a new job that you posted just a week ago. it's been a hard 16 months, but you got me through.
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-- The Temp Diaries scoops Nikki thrice in eight days. That's right. I used the word "thrice." And better yet, I used it correctly.Well, that concludes the first 500 from the Temp Diaries. I appreciate all of your support over the past two years. You've been a wonderful audience. Don't forget to tip your waitress. And more importantly...
-- Nikki sends me hate mail. Big mistake. [Tip: Never send an under-employed Temp hate mail. This is a battle you have no chance of winning. Not because I'm smarter, but because you're dumber.]
-- Nikki Finke believes the WWE announcement that they're selling one of their shows to Donald Trump. No word on whether Hollywood's Grand Dame understands that the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus don't really exist.
-- Nikki forgets Katie Couric's high-profile departure from NBC in 2006, runs a picture of Katie as an NBC family member in 2009. If form holds, Darling Nikki will figure out Conan O'Brien got the boot sometime in 2013...assuming the world is around that long. Thanks Mayans.
-- Nikki "confirms" a Financial Times report that Paramount, Sony and Fox were discussing something about home video. It's doubtful that the FT was seeking your blessing on their content. And then someone got to her said you better not call this stuff "collusion" unless you can prove it.
...and finally, the best Nikki Finke Fuck Up...
-- Nikki gets scooped by most of the Internet on Ben Silverman's ousting. In what was only the biggest entertainment industry story of 2009, the $14 Million Woman was no where to be found. Her excuse, "I was fast asleep," choosing to ignore her frequently ringing phone.
About six months ago I was working at the TV production arm of a major studio when my boss asked me to make multiple copies of a script they were sending over to FOX."No big deal," I thought to myself. After nearly four years of Temping, a former career in marketing and 16 years of schooling, I had a pretty firm grasp of how to make copies. Just point me in the direction of the Xerox machine and I'm all set.
So for maybe 10 minutes I watched as the machine flawlessly did its thing. Twelve copies of a 60+ page script, warm to the touch and as pretty as they'll ever be. Mission accomplished.
I drop the scripts off with my boss and return to the sightly more interesting task of editing my script or writing my blog or reading Entertainment Weekly. After no more than a few minutes, she arrives at my desk.
"I need you to do these over again," she says matter-of-factly.
"Was there something wrong them?" I reply.
"Yes. Well, no. We can't use these." She proceeded to explain that FOX only accepts scripts with print on both sides. It's part of their effort to be more eco-friendly. She'd thrown out the first copies and asked me to make a new, double-sided batch.
I considered suggesting this wastes even more paper. But in Hollywood you learn that sometimes it's just easier to go along with the inanity.