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B!tch on the Street

Days and nights in New York City are tough enough without having to deal with all the sh!t this city dishes up. B!tch on the Street tells the tale of two ladies making their way through this crazy town...one freak at a time.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Another sucky job



One day last week (yes last week - I can't post from work anymore! :( the bastards expect me to work or some shit) I was downtown for an early morning meeting - way the hell downtown by the Staten Island Ferry. Anyway this was the day that Dancing With the Stars premiered and what did they have to promote this? Magnets! Yes of course I have one - still haven't decided where it should go yet though. AND scantily clad women dancing with the Stars! Except these stars were just some poor schmucks forced to wear a metallic star costume (mainly around their face) and dance around like a$$holes for minimum wage! Then again they were outside on a beautiful day and I was inside stuck at yet another pointless, mundane meeting so I guess deciding who the real a$$hole is, is all a matter of perspective!

Monday, September 11, 2006

They Say Time Heals All Wounds...

We're still waiting.


To all of our NYC friends: you'll never be forgotten.

Friday, September 08, 2006

Happy 1st Birthday BOTS...

What a crazy year it's been! Pookie and I would like to thank all of you who keep us laughing about all the sh!t we experience. Take a look back at the archives. There are some classics in there!

Love you b!tches!

Pookie & Kat

Monday, September 04, 2006

And you think your job sucks..


I am completely addicted to buying Mega Millions tickets! Especially once the jackpot gets over like 50 million - I can't help myself. It's a problem, I know, but hey it's only a dollar right? So anyway, on the drawings are on Tuesdays and Fridays, once the jackpot reaches a certain amount the kind lottery people send out a crew to sell pre-printed quick pick tickets on the street. They're always in front of my train station and of course you KNOW I stop to buy one. They have people working the table and people holding up signs beckoning you to the table and there's the MEGA BALL.
You see in the picture above her outfit. Oh that poor woman - I didn't have the heart to put her face on this post. It's bad enough that she's got to stand out there dressed like this. Here she is checking out one of the vendors that was next to the mega millions ticket table. I guess even the ball gets a break! So whenever you feel like complaining about how badly your job sucks just remember how much worse it could really be!