I went on an interview yesterday regarding blogging for a movie production company. The owner of the company had seen my blog and wanted to talk to me about working for him. His office is about 5 minutes from my place.
Sounds easy, doesn't it????
I arrive at his office which turns out to be in his house. The house is behind a massive metal gate with two dogs barking at anyone approaching the place. I use the buzzer and they give me the code to enter the gate. The two dogs chase me all the way up the VERY LONG driveway to the home at the top of the hill.
I park my red pickup next to the other cars in the driveway. The cars include a BMW, a Z28, a Porsche and a bright yellow Smart Car.
I walk into the house and his assistant leads me into the backyard. We walk past TWO pools and enter into the back of the home.
The president of the company is at his desk and I instantly feel like I'm talking to Borat.
One of the movies he wants to promote is the first film directed by "the voluptuous Connie Stevens".
I almost started laughing but I was also afraid that I might get shot by his security guards.
The guy wasn't sure about the content of the blog posts. He was certain he wants 100 blog posts per day about the same movie for 4 weeks.
Not 100 per week...Not 100 per month...100 per day.
He asked me if I thought that amount of posts would be publicity overkill.
Without thinking I answered, "Can you ever post too much about the voluptuous Connie Stevens?"
The conversation turned into his feelings about Ann-Margret vs. Raquel Welch.
I excused myself from the room by promising to get back to him on his 100 blog posts per day idea. I left the room and was walked to my vehicle by the assistant, the two dogs and a couple of security guys. I wasn't sure if the security guys were there to escort me to my truck or dump my body in one of the two pools.
I sent him a follow-up email today and he's decided to personally handle writing the 100 daily posts.
I can't say I'm upset by that news!
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