Randal interviews in a very Randal way about how he watched Felisha and Alla finally learn the deal with Clay, about how he's worked with him on two teams now, and that he's a "a difficult person to work with because he's always talking about what's wrong with an idea, what he doesn't like about the idea," which, that's exactly why Markus bugs me, Reason #235, but a major one, and I've discussed it before, because ultimately that can be a manager's best friend or his or her worst enemy, and nobody to this point has used either of their complaining asses correctly, which is to -- I don't want to freak you out -- use it instead of bitching about it, and let them bounce some shit off of you, instead of wandering aimlessly (in the second case) or skipping rope and jumping hopscotch (in the first), because they're obviously smart guys, with some limitations about teamwork, and that's your fucking job as PM. I know I'm hard on them both, but, like, it's mostly couch-quarterback frustration at them being so misused. Deductive reasoning and reductive thinking are the hallmarks of most industry, bitches! Sir Arthur Conan Doyle would have your ass!
Then it all goes AAUUGH as Clay calls Alla over, daintily takes her wrists, and swings them about like they're playing fucking London Bridges, sing-songing to her about how "One of the things I'm really unhappy with you on is, you told me to come and do merchandising, and that y'all are going to do something else, and every time I set something up, someone else is changing it." Valid complaint. Sucky, horrific, ugly, stupid, weak, pointless, hideous, enraging execution. It's everything I ever thought about Clay in one package: totally fake and dramatic, passive-aggressive, fake-friendly, we're-just-girls-y, everybody-loves-a-harmless-faggot Jack McFarland bullshit. You can be gay, you can even be crazy gay, and I hope you are, but fucking own yourself. Is this a personal hot button for me? Have you figured that out yet? Don't complain about being infantilized if you do this shit, but please understand that, if you're the first gay dude Alla has run into, and I'm the second, she's going to assume I'm something like a retarded spelling-bee champion in the fifth grade wearing a pinafore and wanting to hold hands, and it's going to take me a half-hour to retrain her to take me seriously. This is just the exact same Jenthura thing as above, albeit in a very flattering $1500 suit, and it hurts to deal with it, because you wanna be harmless and slide in under the hate radar, but at the same time: are you helping or harming?