Mob Remodel

Contractors from NJ still in my office. This must be the longest remodel project of all time.

Another classy television personality

The conversation that just happened was this:

NJ Contractor: So I got a video tape.

Me: … okay…?

NJ Contractor: It’s of Karen Gravano smokin’ crack and givin’ blow jobs to black guys.

Me: Who the hell is that? Why do you have this?

NJ Contractor: Karen Gravano! From Mob Wives! Her fatha murdered Jack’s fatha! We are going to nail har with this tape!

Me: Why would she be doing that and/or letting anyone video tape it?

NJ Contractor: I know some guys who owe me a fava….

Me: I don’t want to know any more about this. I feel like an accomplice.

Does anyone else ever have to deal with this shit at work? Seriously? Please just finish remodeling my office so I can get some work done and don’t have to wonder if at some point I’ll be sleepin’ with the fishes in a pair of concrete shoes. I want to go back to worrying about my regular, suburban white girl problems of unrequited love, bad cell phone reception, and the need to go grocery shopping so I can stop eating ice cream for breakfast.