Category Archives: Soul-killing Day Job

Cocktails and Schemes

Graciousness.  Like a veranda or some bitch who sits upon a veranda, graciousness suffuses my life.  That is why I have a job where I spread my graciousness to help the world be sweeter, more considerate, just plain better. I … Continue reading

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I Hold the Keys, Bitches

People say to me all the time; “Sara, you’re so glamorous, so well-informed! What is it that you do for a living?” You mean aside from being fucking awesome? Well, I’ll tell you. I’m a concierge. Now most of you … Continue reading

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