GO-KART RECORDS EMAIL 2003

I lived in Brooklyn and worked at Go-Kart Records almost 12 years ago.  It was the first job I was truly rip-roaring excited for.  I was first hired as an intern and to celebrate I got so wasted I ended up puking on my wife in the cab on the way home.  Sorry, babe.  I have some pretty amazing and pretty depressing memories of those times.  I was working at a record label that I was genuinely a fan of, but I never realized how tough the industry was and how it wasn't going to be getting any better.  I was trying to survive in NYC on $200 a week.  We had to leave and I eventually got a job at another record label in South Florida.  This is an email from my friend and co-worker Artie that made me laugh and sums up where Go-Kart was at in 2003.
---------- Forwarded Message ----------
Artie (02:11 PM) :
when do we get a new printer?
Greg (02:11 PM) :
I dunno  - never I guess - I am going to order one but my credit card is so
maxed out it's crazy so who knows
Artie (02:12 PM) :
spectacular. Can I get paid soon?
Greg (02:13 PM) :
hold on
Artie (02:50 PM) :
...
Greg (02:50 PM) :
??
Artie (02:51 PM) :
1. can I get paid anytime this decade?
2. can you print anything at all from that inkjet piece of junk on your desk?
Greg (02:52 PM) :
yes and no
Artie (02:52 PM) :
yes = today?!?
Greg (02:54 PM) :
dunno - waiting for an email -
Artie (02:55 PM) :
from who, the paycheck fairy?
Greg (02:59 PM) :
ye s- she's been very busy with all this war shit but she is heading our way
Artie (03:12 PM) :
I hope she gets here before the steal-and-sell-Greg's-

computers fairy does.
Greg (03:12 PM) :
you can have em
Artie (03:13 PM) :
I'm sure
Greg (03:13 PM) :
take the one on deans desk first

...5 minutes later, Dean blew a gasket and told Greg he's not coming in
anymore until he gets 7,000 dollars, then stormed out and slammed the door.
Then Greg IMs me again:

Greg (03:22 PM) :
Dean just quit I think
Artie (03:23 PM) :
Why are you IMing me? We're the only ones in the room!

My job rules!
-Artie