jayer

yeah I haven't been talking here much at all cause I switched to a new personal website. but for those that are still around, I promised to post this for a friend.

if you are a fan, please post it also and spread the word

NBC is pulling the plug on the show and only going to air the eps on the website. many fans are not happy about this, the cancellation etc and are trying to get their voices heard before all is lost and the cast and writers cut loose.

please post this on your page and bulletin it to all friends.

fans are asking that everyone email NBC both via their feedback form (http://www.nbc.com/Footer/Contact_Us/ and then hit kidnapped on the drop box) and directly to the following addresses nbcshows@nbc.com, nbc_support@rresults.com, jon.joebgen@nbcuni.com, Bob.Wright@nbcuni.com, Beth.Comstock@nbcuni.com, Randy.Falco@nbcuni.com

praise the show and let them know, politely, that you watched and that you are dismayed by the cancellation etc. let them know that you would continue to watch the show for years to come if they would keep it on the air.

also, fans are trying to dig up snail mail addresses for NBC and Sony TV to postcard them right away as well

if anyone has access to such addresses, please post it on the NBC board boards.nbc.com/nbc/index.php?showforum=69 or go to http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=KnappHead and send the info to Chris and he'll make sure it gets posted.

title: Back on Track
Author: JayeR
Spoiler: Post Derailed
Category: Reid/Greenway
Rating: PG
Archive: http://www.fanfiction.net/~jayer
Note: This is totally unbeta'd so I will not be insulted if you notice any errors in fact, grammar etc.

Summary: After being a hero, Reid makes a confession.

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nothing against livejournal but I am been converted to a new site. so I"m not updating here anymore. you can find me at http://www.myspace.com/jayeb

so I go to the dentist, to get my root canal finished.

but it's actually worse, now they are talking extraction. and oh joy the tooth is right in the front of my mouth for all the world to see the big ass hole. and I don't have the money to get it filled afterwards (that is if I have enough for the extraction) and no guarantees I can get the money.

I"m going to an oral surgeon on Thursday to talk options, but my dentist warned me that there likely are none.

my life just keeps getting worse.

A mystery shopper, for those that don't work retail, is an undercover evaluator. A MS is sent into a store to pretend to be a regular customer, asking questions and buying things, to evaluate a stores customer service practices. Companies do this under the theory that when a company bigwig is around, the employees will be on their best behavior. But when the cat is away, the employees show their typical nature. The idea is that the mystery shopper has a list of things that should be said/done and they grade the store on whether each item is covered and how fully.

so yesterday at work, the bosses get our shop report. Turns out that we were shopped in late March but just got the score now. And guess who one of the employees of record was. Yep. Yours truly. I was the one that rang up the customer. And for the record, I was 100/100 on my part of the score. too bad my fellow employees failed getting all their points so we ended with a 90%. still this was better than the stores in the district that scored like a 60 (anything below 80 is failure and can cost the store employees serious points on their raise review). So my boss was very happy. especially since that was right after she took over as interim general manager (a job she wants for good) and it reflects very well on her.

With luck, this is a sign of things to come for me in the future. We shall see. In the meantime, keep those fingers crossed please. Ciao

know I remember why I hate the dentist. every time I go, something is wrong. like 4 cavities in one checkup wrong, or we have to pull one of your wisdom teeth wrong.

this time, it's "root canal" wrong. I have an absessed tooth. it's actually rather nasty. it was all pus-y and my gum was swelling up like a big pimple in my mouth. So the dentist drills into my tooth and drains it and I'm on meds for a week. then next week I go back for the real thing. then in like 3 months I go back again and she can see if I have to go to an oral surgeon.

Oh and I have three little cavities that need to be filled but my dental insurance has a cap on it and guess what is going to use up this years money. too bad dental insurance doesn't have rollover.

So I guess it's back to a second job for me. At least until the tv season kicks back up. i suppose waiting tables 3 lunches a week wouldn't be that bad. course I still have to get that job but I'm off tomorrow so I can go apply.

oh and remember that casting call with the full voice mail box. still full. hopefully tomorrow he'll bother to empty it so I can call in.

so I happen upon this casting call for a tv show (if I tell you which one I might jinx myself)

to get an audition you have to call and leave a message on their voice mail. I've been calling like every 15 minutes since Saturday afternoon and the stupid box is full. Arggggghhhhhh. Come on folks and listen to your messages.

in other news, I have a dentist appointment this afternoon. Oh what fun that will be

Okay so yesterday started as a shitty day. Nothing worse for the struggling actor way in need of hitting a job than choking during an audition. On the bright side, it was a student film and not a major meeting. If I'd flubbed in front of the casting director for say, Lost, I might have to shoot myself. Or at least run back to Podunk.

But that's not the best part of the day. Never fear, it does get better. I go to work where I got to wait on Joss Whedon's beautiful and charming wife. And yes I said hello to him. Not that he ever remembers me from all the times he's been in my store, but whatever. He's a nice guy. And a good customer.

But the kicker was when I went to lunch. Or rather dinner since it was at seven. In the mad dash to get to my audition and hit Target for vitals (of the female type) before work, I forgot my food. So I dash over to the Food Court and grab a very greasy slice of pizza. I'm walking back to the store to eat when I notice something odd about one of the slightly well to do looking customers browsing at the front (we're right outside of beverly hills).

Ya know those paper seat covers they put in public restrooms. So you don't have to put your ass down on a dirty seat and all that.

Well this woman had one hanging out of the back of her pants. just flapping around. And either no one noticed it or had the guts to tell her. I almost did, but I was laughing so hard I couldn't do it.

Moral of the story, check your ass before you leave.