For some reason (don’t judge me) I’m on Oprah’s email list and I occasionally get random updates from her conglomeration that is attempting world domination. (One day it’s going to be Oprah versus Google. My money’s on Google. If it was Oprah versus The Martha, I’d totally be on Martha’s side.)
Anywho, here is today’s email: (Click to make larger.)
The email subject says, “Celebrities Take on Their Dream Jobs…”
Ok, wait a minute.
“Celebrties Take on Their Dream Jobs”?
Um, how about being a celebrity should be their dream job?
(I mean to each his own, right?)
Then if you open the email (like I did… I know, I know…) and click on it, you get this:
WHO CARES about Tony Danza, Serena Williams and Angie Harmon’s dream jobs?
As far as I’m concerned Tony Danza can keep wishin’ and dreamin’ and hopin’ and prayin’ about his dream job while he laughs his way to the bank cashing those royalty syndication checks from Who’s the Boss? that is STILL going strong on T.V. nearly 25 years later.
I’m just saying: Oprah. This show? A stretch. You should have just gone to a black screen for an hour and flashed a message that said, “This hour of silence is brought to you by Oprah. Go read my newest book club selection. Or my magazine. Because I said so and I’m The Oprah.”