OFF THE RECORD
ONE of our many delivery driver friends has told of a delicious encounter he had with a megarich woman of a certain age.
He was buzzed up to her luxury apartment and she came to the door to sign for the package. Then a package of another kind – male, young, gorgeous and shirtless – appeared out of one of the rooms. “Is there anything to eat?” he asked. Without looking around she said, “Just shut up, get dressed and get out!”
Now we ask you, is that any way to talk to the hired help?
IT is Magic Millions time which means that everyone with an ounce of selfimportance is busily using up every friend, favour owed and fellow traveller to scam a ticket to one or all of the many functions.
Among the many pretenders however there can only be one champion. She who must be displayed has made an art form out of attending cocktail parties and social dos around town. How does she do it? It takes a lot of time and effort to call up, pitch her case and if rebuffed find someone else who may be able to help her get past security.
Quite simply it is a wonder how she does it because there is no good reason for her attending anything but credit where credit is due, she does get in the door.
ANY man will tell you that a look of disdain from a woman can stop a chap in his tracks. Multiple that by 100 and the effect can be paralysing.
At this ultra-fashionable event the gals were dressed to the nines as were the few men in attendance. Enter stage left a bloke who thought a lunch is a lunch so I’ll just wear shorts and deck shoes with a casual shirt. Big mistake. Huge!
The ladies turned as one, scanned his attire up and down and by the look on their faces let it be known that they were mightily displeased.
Like an antelope suddenly surrounded by hungry lionesses he knew in an instant that he was in deep doo doo.
Hopefully a lesson learned.
And we thought it was just the one but it seems many of our city’s movers and shakers are upset by their ranking in this paper’s recent Top 100 Power List.
Our rotary dial handset has been ringing off the hook with breathless stories from seasoned sauces about those who are upset that they are not higher up the ladder or angry that a competitor in business was above them. This may or may not dry the tears but it could be worse folks – imagine the shame of not being on the list at all.
Oh! The horror!