I want to preface this story by saying that I know I'm wrong.
So I had a pleasant dinner with Pamie last night. We talked about her latest deal and it was all very cool and Hollywood. After we went our separate ways, I was driving home and listened to a voice mail message from my friend Chris. He was telling me to call him back about something, and then mentioned that he was at Mel's Diner for "The Soup's" 100th episode party. Just as he said those words, I looked up and I was passing by, you guessed it, Mel's diner. It was a sign. I had to crash it.
I quickly pulled over and found a parking spot and went inside. The party had died down a lot, although Dr. 90210 was still there. E! has big celebrities! But many of "The Soup" employees were also hanging out, many of whom I had worked with. We talked and caught up and hung out a bit. It was all very nice.
However, as I was leaving, a weird thing happened...I got a little annoyed.
A quick backstory. I was a writer and producer on the first season of this new incarnation of "The Soup". But I wasn't just a writer and producer on it, I wrote the pilot. Joel Mchale and I sat in a little room 3 years ago and worked on a show, that wasn't called "The Soup" back then, and figured out what it was. We wrote this little show, which was given to the executives, which they picked to be a series, which then became "The Soup". And then I worked on the first season, and moved on after that. I did not leave with any hard feelings. I enjoyed working on the show, enjoyed the people, and I still have a lot of friends over there.
So there I am at this party, with these people who work on it, the show I helped create and become what it is, and it was just a little annoying that I (and a couple other people) weren't invited to celebrate 100 episodes. We wrote 25 of them, motherfuckers!
Now, I know, I don't work there anymore. They don't have to invite me or anyone else. And it is E!, where you can't expect to be paid well or given any respect or anything. I know all of this. And yet I felt a little bad about it, not a lot bad, just a little. And I know I'm wrong. But it's kinda like setting up two people on a date and then not getting invited to their wedding.
And speaking of weddings, I am going to one in Arizona tomorrow. It's an ex-lady friend of mine from college who is getting married. Should be interesting. Anyway, I'll be back next week, hopefully with a good story, but more likely with another Bachelor recap!