I've crushed on Cooper since at least World News Now.

Probably since Channel One.

Anderson Cooper Needs a Hug.

His mother is Gloria Vanderbilt and he couldn't get a job out of Yale? Dude.

Gawd, this is brilliant. [link]

Hollywood – Pat Robertson on Sunday said that Hurricane Katrina was God’s way of expressing its anger at the Academy of Television Arts and Sciences for its selection of Ellen Degeneres to host this year’s Emmy Awards. “By choosing an avowed lesbian for this national event, these Hollywood elites have clearly invited God’s wrath,” Robertson said on “The 700 Club” on Sunday. “Is it any surprise that the Almighty chose to strike at Miss Degeneres’ hometown?”

And yes, it's satire, people.

Oh, thank god. I was worried for a second.

I think if they decide to have a chat with me about it, they'll get my two weeks.

First job: Babysitting neighbor kid when I was 16.

Second job: Dorm office guy for three years. Handled keys, made change, answered phones, called RAs to have them pick up baked college students or convince the guy on the third floor that Metallica isn't better at 120dB.

I think if they decide to have a chat with me about it, they'll get my two weeks.

Any chance you could set up a webcam in advance?

I never worked in retail or food services. I've always been an office worker. My first job was working in real estate at Columbia, which was scary.

I've always had this phone phobia. It's gotten better as I've gotten older but, when I was a teenager, I couldn't even call to order a pizza without having to spend an hour working myself for the task.

So, of course, I get to my first day of work ever and they say, "Our receptionist is on vacation this week. You'll be filling in for her."

I thought I was gonna throw up.

I never worked fast food, although I did work in a deli once (and got fired for being completely inept during lunch rush), and in a frozen yogurt place. I quit after my fourth night breaking down and cleaning the machine. Ugh.

I've worked:

as a private nanny
in afterschool progams and summer day camps
at a video store (we still had some Beta tapes at the time!)
in a movie theater
retail in a drug store and at Bloomingdale's
in a dentist's office
as a professor's office assistant

Edited because working a private nanny and working *as* a private nanny are two different things. One is less fun.

"Our receptionist is on vacation this week. You'll be filling in for her."

Yipes. I used to be the same. I still don't like talking on the phone particularly (exceptions made for long distance friends and family) but the dread is gone.

Well, unless it is certain work people calling.

There are large men with drills and caulking guns suspended outside my window.

Oh yeah, I started doing chores around the farm when I was in second grade. After a few years, it was a couple of hours a day, seven days a week and (starting when I was about 13) every morning I didn't have school too.