Because when I read it, it was a little like when you read this, except instead of being in Koreatown, I was trapped in my very large walk in closet (what I have decided, in the spirit of optimism, to start calling my apartment) waiting for the cable guy to come. I want to know her and be her friend and say mean things about celebrities with her and talk about how much being an assistant sucks and how dating in new york sucks even more than being an assistant. You should come hang out with us when this happens.
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