Well the day started out ok, a bit cold, around 21 degrees. I didn’t mind, it was hat weather and figured however messed up my hair would be I would be able to fix it when I got to the office. Last night watched TV. Nothing special on, Scrubs again, Keith Olbermann and wound up watching Marie Antoinette by Sophia Coppola. It was ok, basically it was the, story of a teenage girl in the wrong place at the wrong time, meaning during the revolution, it wasn’t such a good time to be the Queen and living the high life at Versailles. Marianne Faithfull, Steve Coogan, Rip Torn all have prominent roles. It was a decent movie, not the greatest and certainly not as good as Lost in Translation.
I never saw The Virgin Suicides so I can’t say anything about that movie, also directed by Sophia Coppola. I had Marie Antoinette in my Netflix queue so having watched it on cable last night, I don’t need to rent it. I think Sophia Coppola have similar taste in music. There were a few scenes with music by Siouxsie and the Banshees from 1978 and New Order from a few years later. Now I like both bands, or at least I used to love those bands, they’re on my iPod but I don’t think they really worked that well in a period piece. And it wasn’t so much that they were rather contemporary, I think other songs by either of those bands would have fit or perhaps orchestral versions like they did in the movie with Hong Kong Garden by the Banshees before going into the actual song, but I’m splitting hairs in powdered wigs I guess.
Work was ok, actually enjoyable for the most part. Some running around which wasn’t so bad, got me out of the office and out and about though it was only to get bags of coffee at Juan Valdez a bock or so away. Everything was going well until Vivek had something to say about his expenses. Yes the expenses that I was working on a few months ago. I thought they were all completed, but no they weren’t. There were two expense forms that I had neglected to turn in.
I had them, something distracted me, then something else distracted me and so on and so on and soon they were buried under other projects. It was about $8,000 and I knew it was all my fault. I sat there quietly as he ranted about the whole situation knowing it was all my fault. I felt terrible as the blood drained from my face and a bad taste settled in my mouth. After leaving Vivek’s office, I gave the expenses to the bookkeeper and told Tom Chin about it. He wasn’t too upset by the whole situation since basically it was over, the forms were being processed finally. I felt like shit.
I came home, feeling better, knowing that I had tomorrow off and the whole thing was over anyhow.