BCBGMAXAZRIA: Los Angeles

Cant have all work and no play...

@ Elevate Lounge/Downtown LA

Our creative director and wife of Max Azria, Lubov Azria addresses us in our morning meeting :)*Yes I boldly snapped a flick!*

The girls and I check out

ROSCO's Chicken and Waffles!

Robin

So Im leaving the bathroom at work and as I open the door I clumsily bump into the company GM who with a bright smile exclaims, 

"Oh Hi Robin!!, Im sorry hun, I didn't mean to hit you with the door!"

I look at her with a dumb founded surprised look on my face.  Not because she scared me by almost knocking me out with the help of the bathroom door...but because she called me Robin. 

Robin as in Robin Hood. Robin as in relation to Baskin.  Robin as in relation to 8th and Walnut. Robin as in the little red breasted bird that can often be heard singing outside my window in the early morning hours, dang it.  

I couldn't believe that after working for the company for as long as I've been here she didn't know that Robin is NOT my name!  Needless to say a few months go by....

I see her making her rounds again, and she yells out, "Hey Robin!"....  

So I think to myself.  This must be one of life's defining moments. ....Should I go up to Ms. GM and give her my two cents?!...(or possibly just my true name)....or should I just accept the fact that to the corporate world, I might have to answer to....ehh, Robin.

I chose the before mentioned first option... 

So...I walk over to her and say...

                    Me:  xxxxxxx, I wanted to let you know that I haven't been ignoring you these past 

                             few times you've called out to me and said hello.  My name is actually Rxxxx, 

                             not Robin, and I didn't respond because I don't usually respond to anything 

                             other than my actual name...

                     Ms. GM: ooohhhh, I am so sorry Rxxxx!....There's a girl that once worked 

                                      downstairs named Robin who looks so similar to you!...Ill try to 

                                       remember in the future!...Again, I apologize!"

Cool.  Ok, so that went a whole lot better than I thought it would.  

Either way,  for the next few weeks I didn't see Ms. GM... 

Being the boss and all, I rarely see her, unless she makes a morning appearance.  

As far as I know, she may never even come to work....I hear she spends frequent vacations in the southern states with a woman with whom she affectionately refers to as her, "sister"....hmmm. Maybe thats another post for the future.

Either way, some time goes by, and the company is having a series of mini meetings.  Keep in mind that these meetings are set for a certain category of associates, by which technically I am not apart of but sort of am... confusing? Im sure. Bear with me...  

I should have been invited to the meeting but through company policy and logistics I wasn't.  So what do I do?....I gather my things and decide that, "Im just going to go to this meeting anyway, humf!, and if they kick me out...so be it!"...haa....this is def. one of those times I wished my subconscious kicked in and the angel on my shoulder would have lightly slapped my face with his wing to tell me I was making a big mistake. 

Nevertheless, I sat down in the meeting...Surprise Surprise....Ms. GM happens to be monitering this particular session.   the chances?.... 

So anyway, as I sit down, Ms. GM's assistant flips through a stack of papers, seemingly confused, and looks up at me and says, "are you suppose to me here?....I don't think you're on the list..."...I explain to her the situation and how what is discussed in the meeting highly affects me too, and I should be given the opportunity to participate.  

Ms. GM cuts me off...."Um, ROBIN, you are not allowed to be apart of this meeting...."

I look at Ms. GM as she realized that she's mistaken my name...AGAIN.  

....I get up to leave.

Later on that day she walks up to me and says, "About this morning...." I say to her, "Oh don't worry ab....."  She doesn't even wait to hear the rest of what I have to say, she just cuts me off by saying, "Great!"...turns and walks away.

So, in conclusion, I really have nothing to say.  I got kicked out of a meeting, continually called a name that is off mine by 4 letters, and subsequently cut off numerous times by the GM.

I hope she takes another long vacation to the southern states with ehemmm, her "sister"....and never returns.