i met st. anger

today i woke up and went into my new internship at Resolute Productions, a local production company concentrating in commercials and music videos. I'm just starting to learn the ropes there and figure out all my tasks and the nuances of the routine there, and Im feeling productive.
My boss, the guy who heads up a lot of the business management aspects of the company named Victor orders a pizza, things seem cool. Even Emily Giustini's older sister is there for some reason, apparently she is now a producer in town.

The pizza guy calls....he is lost and Victor went out. So the exectutive producer has to answer the phone. He is a quiet and extremely unfunny/serious individual. He has really weird hair...its black with several strands of grey, and mostly out of control. He doesn't dress well, as ive found most heads of production companies dont, because they dont have to impress anyone that works for them, and the people that are paying the company money i think feel less intimidated by poorly dressed creative types....but thats just an idea. Anyways...the pizza guy calls like twice, and apparently is being "ugly" to him, and after a little bit of posturing, he starts to chew this pizza guy out a little...not in the standard annoying customer kind of way (because he really didnt have anything to do with the pizza in the first place), but in this way which is difficult to describe...my first notion is to say the obvious "bossy"...but it wasn't just bossy....it was "the world revolves around my word..." but i think it was even worse...."i am GOD...deliver my pizza, even though i dont want the pizza." Yes...i was impressed by this.....

So eventually the pizza guy comes...he really is rather disagreeable, and never looks me in the eye, which i have become a big fan of recently. He is paid and sent on his way. I finish up a few tasks as i am about to leave anyway, and I get two slices of pizza, and check email.

Suddenly...the Exec. producer guy, who by the way is located upstairs in the office space (i can hear him but never see him), gets another phone call. He answers in a standard voice, seemingly unphased by the phone call where I thought he was going to literally rape the pizza guy through the line. He talks briefly to another a producer of a low budget video being shot in town about money and a standard operating procedure by which "all" companies work by. The man on the other end of the phone did not appreciate hearing about this standard procedure apparently, that his compliance was necessary for, nor did he like the Executive producers tone.............so he says it, "I don't like your tone"

From this point....its a bit of an audible blur....

This executive producer man gets angrier than ive seen anyone in my entire life. His voice volume goes up to like 33Db, and he uses the word fuck like it is supposed to be used. He literally explodes upstairs for about 15 minutes straight.

his chorus went something like this "WHERE DO YOU FUCKING GET OFF FUCKING TELLING ME YOU DONT LIKE MY FUCKING TONE...WE ARE FUCKING SPENDING OUR FUCKING MONEY ON THIS FUCKING SHIT AND I HAVEN'T SEEN A FUCKING DIME FROM YOU GUYS. IM USING 3000 DOLLARS OF OUR FUCKING MONEY, AND THATS FUCKING BULLSHIT. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? YOU THINK I NEED YOU AND THIS SHIT. I DONT. THIS FUCKING VIDEO IS OFF...YOU WRITE ME CHECK NOW MOTHERFUCKER"

Things were being thrown around, although i have no idea what, except for a cup with liquid in it....I think...

I sat and continued to eat my pizza in awe........and then after it was done. I got up, looked at Victor, and said "i will definitely be back on wednesday."


I dont ever want to work there for money....but i definitely want to be that mad about something one day...