Writing is easy,

writing in an entertaining way that holds your audience's interest is hard...

And writing one's life story is even harder because you will naturally want to include a lot of crap that has nothing to do with the main theme/plotline of the story.

You will have a tendency to want to include a lot of boring crap that isn't germaine to what your readers will care about. And this is even a bigger problem with "life stories"...

Anyways, I was actually trying to help you, but go ahead and keep writing the TL;DRs...

So, I had visited New York many times, working for my Mom's business, and I loved it. My dream became to leave Tucson and work in New York as a graphic designer.

My Mom, had an apartment which I could sublet, in the West Village. I remember I had to pay $750 a month and then share it with her when she was in town. I worked for a little company, maybe best known for the Seinfeld episode (came out, WHILE I WAS WORKING THERE IN THE MARKETING DEPARTMENT!). And I missed it. Loved the show, showed up to work the next day, clueless. "Did you see Seinfeld last night?"

BTW, the owners met with Jerry and approved the whole thing ... and then kept it ssecret! That Dan Storper is a character. Yeah ... the owner is not Gladys Mayo ... it was a 50ish Jewish guy from downtown named Dan Storper.

Good guy, smart guy ... I loved working for Dan.

Some life stories are pretty good O.O

Look, if you don't want to read the rest ... please leave this thread.

That should work, right?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4CaeujELo4

"Y'all come to the wrong part of 2+2"

I was pretty much in charge of all signage and display materials that went out of my office, the marketing department. I had no idea ... they had genuine store display items that I made. When I finally saw it, I was all, "That's my work! On Seinfeld!"

And I had no idea.

you need to consider your audience when writing a life story. You have to realise you are twice as old as 90% of the people in BBV and that they all have ADHD. When they have to read two sentences they go into spasms and loose interest and revert to insults. I would suggest giving up

No dude, this **** is just ****ing ****ing ****ing **** **** **** **** hole **** hole garbage.

This needs love. Best one ITT.

Seconding motion to ban OP (if you can even do that )

You wait ... the most dramatic stuff hasn't happened yet.

I lived through being in lower Manhattan on 9/11 and about 2008 my brother put a Smith and Wesson to his head and blew his brains out because he was losing his house.

I have a new point of view about life. I have stories that are as bad as the worst stories you will hear from people. I've come to some peace in my life, despite the hard times I have lived through.

But nobody cares so ....nm

good read OP. gl in your future endeavors!

Anyway, this was before cell phones, really. One day, I received a call at work from Playboy, and I really loved Putumayo, but it was more money, etc. and I yelled out "Wooo hoooo!" and Dan came into my office asking what it was all about. I kind of looked at him in a sad way, and he understood. I submitted a letter of resignation by the end of the day.

Looking back, I should have stayed at Putumayo. My boss at Playboy, Laurie Berger, was just evil. I couldn't work with her. She would make mistakes and then blame other people (mostly me). Game over, job lasted 3 months.

Putumayo went on to become the premiere "World Music" label.

And I still have the Playboy business cards. That's all I really wanted.

Genuine, foil embossed Playboy business cards and the name matches my ID.

Gold in strip clubs. Gold.

afwoods i think you are an autist. really if you want to continue posting this bull**** you should move to there they appreciate sad life stories.

"Wanna ... take some pictures later? I can run them by the other designers I work with, maybe you can be a centerfold?"

Not that I have ever tried that but you COULD ... still today. Still my name.

But, I haven't even gotten to the "my career as an online, pro poker player" yet.

Lasted about a week and I redeposited. Try again! Still lost.

This thread is like a super retarded kid with down syndrome. You can't keep your eyes off him. You look away but then you look back... you look away but then you look back...

This is an interesting way to get a high post count, just keep posting your horribly written story 3 lines at a time in an incoherent ranting style...

is anybody really reading???

Not even a little bit.