I sat down across from Amy who sat in the center of what looked like a round command center from a science fiction space ship. She ran and did well scheduling all the employees of our company at fantastique recordings. She wore the solid color business suit that most of us were required by John to wear. John and his mother was the company.They took a small idea and made it in to a growing corporation. He told us that we sold crap but if we dressed up and dressed up the crap we are now professional fertilizer sales people. The next step is to promote the fertilizer and if we had the better promotion of the fertilizer we sold then we would win and he was right. Pop music is crap it sucks it has been in a rut for over twenty years and thanks to fertilizer sales people like Kanye West, Jay Z and Beyonce they will scream racist if you try to replace their fertilizer with better fertilizer. It was easy to hire a cute girl to sing your songs as long as she was able to keep in the line of the Pro Tools sampled music of other crap out there. The problem is I picked the wrong girl she missed her appointment at the recording studio and we were still charged and this was not good it was a charge of 20,000 dollars and I had given up on the girl. She got drunk the night before and thought she could live this privileged pop star lifestyle even before she was a star. It starts when they are young, girls especially are told how wonderful and special they are when in reality here in America there are ten thousand girls right behind them who are going to take their place. How do you get Successful how do you beat the competition? You have to work a little harder than the competition. I tell them all this but no one listens. I usually caught things like a 20,000 dollar charge on our account before something like that happened but after three years of messing with these divas I finally made a mistake. I usually would just pop in to John's office without waiting to be called in but today I felt like the boy who dropped a cherry bomb in the girl's restroom and I was waiting for the principal to call me in for him to sentence me. I put my head in my hands thinking what am I going to say?
Jon walks out to me and looks down and says "Are you ready". I shake my head no. "Cmon in Big Guy" Jon Waves me into his office as he walks toward the entrance of his nice spacious office. Jon sits down and gets comfortable and throws two tickets on his desk. I am thinking that is one way to get me from the studio where I know I do a good job. "Is this my punishment Jon?" "If this was your punishment these would be Clipper tickets these are Laker seats even though you are sitting across from Jack Nicholson a whole court away from Jack by the way they are still good seats." Jon pointed out. " What is the catch?" I asked. " The catch " Jon exclaimed " You are taking Mr. Fukumodo out to the game in hopes he will throw a little business our way." Rumors were spreading around the office about E-mails from Jon to a Japanese agent who used to live in LA recruiting white western girls for a project in Japan. I knew very little about it and not much of a fan of Japanese music especially since I did not know the culture. I knew of the Korean market on the rise I went to school with those guys." Okay what do you want me to do until then. The game is not till 8:00." I shrugged like a sheepish little 2nd grader."You might learn a little about Japanese Music if I were you" Jon laughed. " Are we getting Fukumodo's business?" I asked. " All I want Fukumodo to know is that we are here if he needs us if he, you know sets up anything in LA I want this company to be more Asian friendly if you know what I mean." I was feeling the rumors were becoming true I do not what I was doing but I knew I was going to my office for a little research.
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