shame is so in this season

yes... wait, what?

the other night was the upfront afterparty, which is basically like a holiday party in may, except replace half the company with ad execs and media buyers from all over manhattan, but keep the open bar. this is my night: 8pm, arrival. damn i'm starving. food line is too long... vodka tonic it is. mingle with co-workers aka pretend to listen to them while scoping out the suited suitors. because i normally work in a casual environment (jeans, t-shirt, flip flops), seeing men in suits really does it for me... uh, i digress. right, so "congratulations on the upfront" "are you enjoying yourself?" "mumble mumble (inaudible) mumble." at this point the music is so loud i can no longer hear what anyone's saying. so i nod. smile. laugh, but just a little. vodka tonic. ooh, sushi! more completely meaningless small talk. man, this is annoying. "bathroom... be right back." run into girls i know. "hey" "how are you" "haven't seen you in a long time" "we should totally get together sometime" "yeah, definitely" yeah, she was drunk.

10pm, i think. vodka tonic. people are dancing now. i find people i know. they're already going crazy. that new gwen stefani song that i love/hate/love is on. intern's totally grinding on me. uh, he's only 21... gotta go to the bar. vodka tonic. make eye contact with cute pinstripe suited suitor. he smiles. he talks! "did you go to penn?" "yes! how did you... do i know... wait, what?" he repeats "do you have a pen?" writing in the air with imaginary wanted pen. "yeah, ok, yeah... uh, lemme get it" dig into my purse (i know i don't have one, but dig around anyway). "oh shoot, sorry. i thought i did... uh, i have lip gloss?" (note to self: you're not funny). smile sheepishly. offer my new dior gloss that smells like caramel apples. yeah, uh huh, he doesn't care. blank stare... vodka tonic! vodka tonic! "well, good luck with the, uh, pen thing..." turn around, don't look back, find nearest hole, crawl in. (and another vodka tonic)

overall, a good night of alcoholism. yessss... wait... nevermind.

posted by erica @ 1:01 PM