HAHAHAHA! This coincidence is ironically amusing. As I stated before, I’ve found a saving grace in Jenna Sauers; but I wasn’t finished reading her stuff…so I went home and read some more. Then I found out she took a snapshot of the L.A. showroom I worked for during the first two years I was out here. Hated it. Loathed the people. Like it says in the bible “bad company corrupts good morals.” Something I once repeated to a sixth grade friend, which is laughable maybe, but a philosophy I’ve firmly believed in once I moved to L.A. and experienced it firsthand through big egos and the capricious absence of any discernable morals; because the only value streaming through showrooms is how best to show buyers a goodtime (the more they buy) and if a girl is good-looking, how best to bed her sooner than later (aforementioned ego) – oh, and lots of gossip aka lie, lie, lie – whatever gets you where you want to go and who you want to click with. So here it is, the entrance to my fucking unawesome whore of an employer – Derelicte.
Can you sense my acrimonious sentiment? Yeah, me neither.
NO SAINTS IN L.A. 