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MY Hiss&Hiss of FC
Jan. 30th, 2003 09:48 pmGRRRR! Well...that was painless. I went to FC. I did my 2 cents worth of work (which was actually 80+ hrs of gopher duty, on & off the clock). Thursday: we had a few gopher signups. I was impressed by the turnout. We were told by staff & by exec that this was the first time in 5 years of FC that gophers were available to help with setup on the first night. I fell asleep @ around 4am or so.......that was amusing. I woke up @ 7 on Fri. I was instructed to have some gophers @ Consuite, and I didn't know that the Bitch Synthia (or Celeste, or whatever the fuck her name is) was keeping my gophers 1 hr past their shift's ending time. I had problems with her getting on my bad side all con.
The good news: I had 2 dedicated Dispatch Gophers. One of whom was a complete lunatic by the name of Doug Nelson AKA LatexFox. He worked a whole 20 hour shift straight on no sleep at all. I didn't let him do it on purpose, but at around Midnight or so Saturday, I hauled him to Gopher crash with 2 other gophers & a FLARE member. I gave orders to the gophers who were watching him: If he wasn't eating food or going to the litter box, I'd go in there & pound him into unconsiousness. However, there was his closing hours, which put him @ a 72 hours in finishing time. I announced it @ the Dead Dog as 71, but it was clocked @ 72.
Then, the Bitch came into my den to "have a word with me" about my gophers whom she was holding hostage when I needed their bodies elsewhere in the convention. She intimidated my dispatch gopher who was on duty, she pissed me off and if I didn't know any better, I would've fuckin' murdered her on the spot! What a nightmare! You wake up and have to deal with a bitch getting in your face before you've even had a chance to wake up, pissing off one who just got up out of bed (or floor...don't remember what day this was) and almost winding up with my fist down her throat! I would've done it, were it not for the fact that I had minors (Lori Stevenson, in particular) in the room at the time. I was PISSED!
Around the last day of Con, I was told by Devon that the Bitch was fired. I gave my gophers orders that should the Bitch walk into my den again, we'd call FLARE and let them deal with her. There was a long chit-chat between Devon & flare, and Flare & da Bitch. I didn't take any part in that confrontation whatsoever. I was worshipped by all my gophers, by almost all of Exec staff, I think...and by dealers & artists alike. Either they like me or I'm that good. I'm not sure. Hopefully, they want me back next year to do something more thematic. More info will be made available when I have it.
The good news: I had 2 dedicated Dispatch Gophers. One of whom was a complete lunatic by the name of Doug Nelson AKA LatexFox. He worked a whole 20 hour shift straight on no sleep at all. I didn't let him do it on purpose, but at around Midnight or so Saturday, I hauled him to Gopher crash with 2 other gophers & a FLARE member. I gave orders to the gophers who were watching him: If he wasn't eating food or going to the litter box, I'd go in there & pound him into unconsiousness. However, there was his closing hours, which put him @ a 72 hours in finishing time. I announced it @ the Dead Dog as 71, but it was clocked @ 72.
Then, the Bitch came into my den to "have a word with me" about my gophers whom she was holding hostage when I needed their bodies elsewhere in the convention. She intimidated my dispatch gopher who was on duty, she pissed me off and if I didn't know any better, I would've fuckin' murdered her on the spot! What a nightmare! You wake up and have to deal with a bitch getting in your face before you've even had a chance to wake up, pissing off one who just got up out of bed (or floor...don't remember what day this was) and almost winding up with my fist down her throat! I would've done it, were it not for the fact that I had minors (Lori Stevenson, in particular) in the room at the time. I was PISSED!
Around the last day of Con, I was told by Devon that the Bitch was fired. I gave my gophers orders that should the Bitch walk into my den again, we'd call FLARE and let them deal with her. There was a long chit-chat between Devon & flare, and Flare & da Bitch. I didn't take any part in that confrontation whatsoever. I was worshipped by all my gophers, by almost all of Exec staff, I think...and by dealers & artists alike. Either they like me or I'm that good. I'm not sure. Hopefully, they want me back next year to do something more thematic. More info will be made available when I have it.
