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Candy Cigar...: WORST JOB EVER! Candy Cigarettes, Christmas Elves, and Cougars You escape f...
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
WORST JOB EVER!
Candy Cigarettes, Christmas Elves,
and Cougars
You escape from prison, find your husband’s murderer, hook up with the gorgeous guy who believed in your innocence all along, and live happily ever after.
Well, not exactly—not if you’re Mazie Maguire, and the flow chart of your life looks like a Jackson Pollock painting.
Fans of The Escape Diaries will be happy to hear that Mazie’s back and bitchin’ in the upcoming Loveswept release The Cougar Chronicles. She’s broken up with Labeck, she can't pay her rent, her car is infested with mice, and she’s working at a coffee shop where the dress code is teddies, thongs, and toe-cleavage heels.
Things are about to change. When Labeck is accused of murdering her man-eater boss, Mazie jumps in to help Labeck stay out of the clutches of the law. Strictly as a friend. But how do you keep your thoughts above-the-belt platonic when your “buddy” is giving you a backrub so erotic your vertebrae are orgasming, you’re forced into a full-frontal body clinch to stave off hypothermia, and a make-believe-we’re-newlyweds charade puts you in mind of wedding nights?
I had fun imagining Mazie’s experiences as a lingerie waitress, and I wondered whether I’d be willing to endure a frostbitten fanny for tips. It wouldn’t be the worst job I ever had—that honor goes to picking cucumbers for an entire summer. Asking around, I discovered that there’s an entire Bad Job Hades out there. Some of your favorite authors and editors weighed in with their crummy job stories:
Sue Grimshaw, Random House’s Editor at Large, contributed this gem: “ I worked at Stark candy company on their candy cigarette line flicking off the broken pieces of cigarettes from the automated belt so the bad cigarettes would not get packaged – 5 to midnight shift after high school – that’s when I knew I had to go to college.”
Ruthie Knox, whose newest book is Big Boy—can’t wait to read it—worked at a company where “I had to cross out page 8 and staple a piece of paper to 15,000 booklets. You know how many 15,000 is? It's two people, stapling and crossing out, for eight hours a day for five straight days. That is a LOT of stapling and crossing out. Ugh.”
Laura Moore, who writes the marvelous Silver Creek novels, once worked as a pea picker. She’d go plant by plant, picking the pods, dropping them into a crate and moving on to the next plant—a whole two acres worth.
I’ve always thought it would be fun to be a Santa’s helper, but after hearing Toni Aleo’s story I’m not so sure. Toni, author of the Nashville Assassins series, worked as a Santa’s elf one year. “It was horrible. Kids kicked me, screamed, and even puked on me. It was crazy and I only lasted three weeks!”
How about you, readers? Are you willing to share stories about the crummy, funny, weird, or awful jobs you’ve held? Share them on this blog--our operators are standing by!
Sunday, April 14, 2013
JulietRose: So long Han Solo, Hello, OSCAR! Be sure to ge...
JulietRose: So long Han Solo, Hello, OSCAR!
Be sure to ge...: So long Han Solo, Hello, OSCAR! Be sure to get to a theater soon to see 42, the new movie based on Jackie Robinson's first yea...
Be sure to ge...: So long Han Solo, Hello, OSCAR! Be sure to get to a theater soon to see 42, the new movie based on Jackie Robinson's first yea...
So long Han Solo, Hello, OSCAR!
Be sure to get to a theater soon to see 42, the new movie based on Jackie Robinson's first year in major league baseball. Until I saw this movie I didn't even realize the movie title referred to Robinson's jersey number, commemorated now on every April 15th, when MLB players all wear the number 42 in honor of the day Jackie Robinson made his major league debut.
The movie starts in 1947, when Branch Rickey, General Manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers, recruits Jackie to be the first black player in Major League baseball. There was no law on the books forbidding blacks and whites to play ball, but there was a code, and Rickey was breaking the whites-only gentleman's agreement underlying the game.
The movie does a great job portraying the hatred and racism Jackie Robinson endured, on the field and off. Threats on his life, on his wife, on his baby son. Taunts, jeers, thrown bottles, the n-word used a million times, and mostly the refrain, "You don't belong here! Jackie had to be a player who was tough enough not to fight back. If he hit a guy who'd hit him, the crowd would only remember that the black guy had been violent. If he responded to verbal abuse with a curse, then what would be remembered was that the black guy used foul language. There were times when Jackie wanted to fight back so badly it was tearing up his insides, this feeling illustrated in a scene where Jackie is so enraged and frustrated that he batters his bat to pieces against a concrete wall.
Chadwick-Boseman is Jackie Robinson--he resembles him both facially and in body structure. He nailed Jackie's batting stance and the goofy, loose-fingered, I'm-gonna-steal dance he did when he took a big lead off a base. I especially enjoyed the rundown between second and third base which Jackie wins by a fingertip.
But it's Harrison Ford who steals this movie. He is absolutely wonderful as Branch Rickey, Warm, gruff, tough shrewd, and a great judge of character, Ford just nails it. Chomping on his cigar, he chews up the scenery and steals the movie. That's why I wrote Oscar at the top of this page.
I'm calling it now, 9 months in advance of the nominations--Harrison is going to earn his first Oscar, either as best actor or best supporting actor. This wasn't one of those Indy Jones stone-face roles he's so often played--he just seemed to be perfectly cast as Branch and displayed such fine acting I actually thought at times the person on the screen was Branch Rickey.
Christopher Meloni was great as Leo Durocher--very funny; very tough. Thomas Haden Church has a cameo as the Dodgers manager, and either he's aged a lot or he was cleverly made up, because I didn't recognize him until I saw the credits.
I know the word inspiring is overused, but this movie really was the kind of film that inspires one to want to be courageous, tolerant, and open to change. The audience cheered at the end. Why can't we have more movies like this?
Good things about April 15th:
--It's Jackie Robinson Day. Wear your "42" jersey.
Bad things about April 15th:
--It's April 15th and it's snowing.
--It's April 15th and an ice storm has just knocked down all your budding trees.
--It's April 15th and only 34 @#$% degrees out.
--The ice storm freezes your car doors shut. And knocks out your power--so now you're cold and sitting in the dark.
--Robins have to thaw out worms before they can eat them.
--Oh, forgot to state the obvious--TAX DAY! Get to the post office by midnight--no April fooling on that.
Be sure to get to a theater soon to see 42, the new movie based on Jackie Robinson's first year in major league baseball. Until I saw this movie I didn't even realize the movie title referred to Robinson's jersey number, commemorated now on every April 15th, when MLB players all wear the number 42 in honor of the day Jackie Robinson made his major league debut.
The movie starts in 1947, when Branch Rickey, General Manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers, recruits Jackie to be the first black player in Major League baseball. There was no law on the books forbidding blacks and whites to play ball, but there was a code, and Rickey was breaking the whites-only gentleman's agreement underlying the game.
The movie does a great job portraying the hatred and racism Jackie Robinson endured, on the field and off. Threats on his life, on his wife, on his baby son. Taunts, jeers, thrown bottles, the n-word used a million times, and mostly the refrain, "You don't belong here! Jackie had to be a player who was tough enough not to fight back. If he hit a guy who'd hit him, the crowd would only remember that the black guy had been violent. If he responded to verbal abuse with a curse, then what would be remembered was that the black guy used foul language. There were times when Jackie wanted to fight back so badly it was tearing up his insides, this feeling illustrated in a scene where Jackie is so enraged and frustrated that he batters his bat to pieces against a concrete wall.
Chadwick-Boseman is Jackie Robinson--he resembles him both facially and in body structure. He nailed Jackie's batting stance and the goofy, loose-fingered, I'm-gonna-steal dance he did when he took a big lead off a base. I especially enjoyed the rundown between second and third base which Jackie wins by a fingertip.
But it's Harrison Ford who steals this movie. He is absolutely wonderful as Branch Rickey, Warm, gruff, tough shrewd, and a great judge of character, Ford just nails it. Chomping on his cigar, he chews up the scenery and steals the movie. That's why I wrote Oscar at the top of this page.
I'm calling it now, 9 months in advance of the nominations--Harrison is going to earn his first Oscar, either as best actor or best supporting actor. This wasn't one of those Indy Jones stone-face roles he's so often played--he just seemed to be perfectly cast as Branch and displayed such fine acting I actually thought at times the person on the screen was Branch Rickey.
Christopher Meloni was great as Leo Durocher--very funny; very tough. Thomas Haden Church has a cameo as the Dodgers manager, and either he's aged a lot or he was cleverly made up, because I didn't recognize him until I saw the credits.
I know the word inspiring is overused, but this movie really was the kind of film that inspires one to want to be courageous, tolerant, and open to change. The audience cheered at the end. Why can't we have more movies like this?
Good things about April 15th:
--It's Jackie Robinson Day. Wear your "42" jersey.
Bad things about April 15th:
--It's April 15th and it's snowing.
--It's April 15th and an ice storm has just knocked down all your budding trees.
--It's April 15th and only 34 @#$% degrees out.
--The ice storm freezes your car doors shut. And knocks out your power--so now you're cold and sitting in the dark.
--Robins have to thaw out worms before they can eat them.
--Oh, forgot to state the obvious--TAX DAY! Get to the post office by midnight--no April fooling on that.
Monday, February 25, 2013
My new website is now up and running. Blogs will now be posted at
www.julietrosetti.net
Thanks for all your fabulous support and please visit my new site.
Mondays: new blog and the popular Don't You Hate it When segment.
Fridays: book reviews
www.julietrosetti.net
Thanks for all your fabulous support and please visit my new site.
Mondays: new blog and the popular Don't You Hate it When segment.
Fridays: book reviews
Thursday, February 7, 2013
JulietRose: SCARS, SWASTIKAS, & SCHICKELGRUBER If you...
JulietRose: SCARS,
SWASTIKAS,
& SCHICKELGRUBER
If you...: SCARS, SWASTIKAS, & SCHICKELGRUBER If you’ve ever wondered how a 10 th rate little man like Adolph Hitler could rise to po...
SWASTIKAS,
& SCHICKELGRUBER
If you...: SCARS, SWASTIKAS, & SCHICKELGRUBER If you’ve ever wondered how a 10 th rate little man like Adolph Hitler could rise to po...
JulietRose: SCARS, SWASTIKAS, & SCHICKELGRUBER If you...
JulietRose: SCARS,
SWASTIKAS,
& SCHICKELGRUBER
If you...: SCARS, SWASTIKAS, & SCHICKELGRUBER If you’ve ever wondered how a 10 th rate little man like Adolph Hitler could rise to po...
SWASTIKAS,
& SCHICKELGRUBER
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