Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Best email response to a gig
So when some one books a gig they usually tell the other band members what the important details are like how much your going to get paid.... and less important details like when is it, where is it, what type of an event is it for and of course do we get comp liquor?
I was cc'd on an email regarding a reply from one band member to another about a gig that was booked. I laughed out loud as the sarcasm and contempt dripped from my screen... yet among musicians this is simply having some fun with your fellow colleagues, and not ever to be taken seriously.
Now imagine if you replied to your boss at work like this, better yet cut and past the main body of text and use this tomorrow!
I can’t remember details!!! Do I look like a fucking booking agent to you??? LOL!!! No…really…I’ll have to look at the emails from her when I get home. I’ll let you know the details then. I think it’s in a town. Maybe Saskatoon, and I think I quoted her either $1200 or $1500. Can’t be sure. I was so fuckin’ high & drunk at the time…and I couldn't help but think as I went down on her “this cock is pretty big for a chick”!
Just then she asked if that was my wallet on the floor. “Where”? I exclaimed. As I bent over to look, she hammered my chocolate starfish like an Eskimo clubbing a baby seal. After a few surprising, yet in interesting jackhammer like thrusts, she pulled out her stink pickle and Jackson 5’d all over my face and told me we had the gig.
I was cc'd on an email regarding a reply from one band member to another about a gig that was booked. I laughed out loud as the sarcasm and contempt dripped from my screen... yet among musicians this is simply having some fun with your fellow colleagues, and not ever to be taken seriously.
Now imagine if you replied to your boss at work like this, better yet cut and past the main body of text and use this tomorrow!
I can’t remember details!!! Do I look like a fucking booking agent to you??? LOL!!! No…really…I’ll have to look at the emails from her when I get home. I’ll let you know the details then. I think it’s in a town. Maybe Saskatoon, and I think I quoted her either $1200 or $1500. Can’t be sure. I was so fuckin’ high & drunk at the time…and I couldn't help but think as I went down on her “this cock is pretty big for a chick”!
Just then she asked if that was my wallet on the floor. “Where”? I exclaimed. As I bent over to look, she hammered my chocolate starfish like an Eskimo clubbing a baby seal. After a few surprising, yet in interesting jackhammer like thrusts, she pulled out her stink pickle and Jackson 5’d all over my face and told me we had the gig.
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