After going through 3 interview processes, 8 credit checks, 2 polygraph tests, and a very grabby strip search - it was the dogs turn. He had to prove himself to be worthy of sleeping on their blessed floor 18 hours a day, eating out of THEIR bowls (no outside bowls allowed), and tolerating the evil she-beasts whacked out on Xanax slurring commands at him. Shocker: he past all the tests with flying colors except the final test: he was asked which monthly publication he enjoys at Sunday brunch. He joked ""I guess if it came down to the Atlantic Monthly or the Economist, I'd read nothing."" They were not amused. But, the final straw was when they found out he was represented by a boutique agency in the Valley. When I asked if the could suggest another place, they said it would be cheaper to put him to sleep (and besides, he doesn't even match the furniture).
Pros: Nothing lasts forever
Cons: The owners of the Club
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