Hey everyone, if you happen to be in the middle of nowhere, come to our dirndl-designing contest. Hey, I'm the local talent in a county of no talent, so cheer me on as I sing "Ave Maria" in church this sunday. Hey, there's going to be a bake sale benefitting Zab DeHansy, who needs a new leafblower. Come get a slab of deep-fried Twinkies.
So, one of these fucking California narcissists spread the word about how we should drive to fucking Orange County and participate in a "Fringe" festival. And guess what...all you have to do is PAY to PLAY.
I don't even have to go any further do I? This is just one of the scams people can perpetrate...so that egomaniacs can enjoy a few moments of fame. The maggot eats off the dead-head.
Coincidentally, I got word that one of my relatives got an "award," and she'll be presented with it at a "banquet" at an honest-to-goodness "banquet hall" in a hotel. Wheee! I think you can guess the fine print. FORTY-SEVEN other people are ALSO getting "awards." And to have the thrill of seeing your loved one step up to the podium to get it...or whatever the fuck they're gonna do...you can reserve a seat at a banquet table...for SIXTY BUCKS. But that does entitle you to a brunch of some kind. But basically the organizers, after the catering and rental of the hall, will be walking away with THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS for this bogus "award" event. And everyone goes home happy.
So it'll be with this bullshit "Fringe" show, the idea stolen, of course. Some obscure idiot will pay $50 just to be considered, then $250 to actually get five minutes on stage...and will forever have bragging rights to people who have no idea what a whorish event it really was. The next question will be, "So...now that you have this ORANGE COUNTY FRINGE credit...what will you be doing next?"
Keeping the day job.
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