Over at the Film Buff West, we picked up He's Just Not That Into You, a terrific little insult to thinking women everywhere. We also got the real-time Woodstock DVD re-release but misplaced disks 1& 2 of the regular DVD and lost the entire Blu-Ray fringy boxset. They're around somewhere but I'll be damned if I can find them. Jola doesn't recall seeing them. On a brighter note, I bought a replacement It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia Seasons 1& 2, only to discover that Kadas didn't steal out west end copy afterall and it has mysteriously reappeared on the shelf (Thanks for returning it Kris). All the garbage & recycling that the west end staffers tossed out on the sidewalk last night in a giant heap didn't get picked up because it wasn't sorted. The slushie machine blew up and soaked the cabinet below and all its contents in sticky goo Sunday night (sound familiar Joe?). I finally got around to resurfacing The Business of Being Born, but the woman who wanted it went into labour on Sunday and had the baby anyways. Waste of my time. I tried, unsuccessfully, to buy a a safe for the FBE but Staples only had a Fisher Price plastic cashbox and an $1100 Swiss-made bank vault in stock. Our top and smartest FBW employee - the free co-op student Gwynne - has been AWOL since last Thursday and the remaining staff are paralysed. The FBW is in free-fall as a result.
Our top renters are Paul Blart: Mall Cop and Bride Wars. I bought a $15,000US DVD resurfacing machine because no one can seem to rent a movie without leaving it out on the coffee table for the youngsters or the dog to fuck with. It should be here by Friday. I haven't seen Graham in a month. I'm afraid to talk to Kadas in case he bursts into tears and sends his little yapping hitman Scratch to pee on my house again. Ironically, Jules is searching for a replacement mophead, or so I'm told. God only knows what (or who) he'll come back with. Am I the only one that sees the humour in that?
The Pink Panther II comes out next week. We ordered 8 copies because I'm a whore.