One of those rare "Only in LA" type of moments happened yesterday. I was at Cost Plus Imports looking for cheap blinds for outside - found them - when I overheard what must have been two brothers arguing one aisle over.
"No that's not fair you HAVE TO."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do. You're my PERSONAL ASSISTANT. You have to do whatever I tell you to do."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do. You HAVE TO. You're my PERSONAL ASSISTANT! You have to do EVERYTHING I SAY!"
Back in my day (hi grandpa!) we had slaves. It's nice to know that we've moved beyond fraternal slavery. But it did creep me out to know that one aisle over this kid must have parents who have a personal assistant. Must suck to have that job.
6 comments:
Oh god! And can you imagine how they treat their nanny?!?!?!
I think I just threw up in my mouth a little. I really dislike spoiled kids. In my house, calling someone Veruca (as in Veruca Salt from Willy Wonka) is a clear request for modification of selfish behaviour.
hehehe!
But I want a goose! I want it now! (foot stamp)
Wwwwaaaahhhhh......I'm a baby and spoiled rotten. Boo hoo.
My PA asked his PA to do the things he didn't like to do, btw his PA is far cuter and better in bed than my PA is. Oops!
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