Tinhuviel Artanis

Aunt Tudi and I found ourselves at Wal-Mart today. As we were checking out, the cashier eyeballed Aunt Tudi's sunflower blouse and said, "Oh, I like your blouse!"

Feeling particularly Sithly, I said, "What? No compliment for my ensemble?" I was wearing my 'Sith Happens' tee shirt and 'Sith Lord' baseball cap.

"Well, I wasn't sure what it all meant, so I didn't want to say the wrong thing," she said diplomatically.

"You're not a Star Wars fan?" I asked, aghast.

"Well, yeah, but I don't know what a Sith is!"

"Darth Vader, dudette! Darth Maul! Both of them are Sith. See? Double light saber," I said, doing the Vanna thing on my cap.

"Oh! Well, I guess I do like your shirt then! I'm more of a Jedi person, though."

"See, if I had a real double light saber right now, I'd have to kill you!"

And we all laughed heartily.

Of course, if I really had had a light saber, the Jedi cashier would so have been history.

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In other Sith news, I would like to note the passing of Bea Arthur. All I have to say about it is: "SHADY PINES, MA!" Those in the know, realise and appreciate this. May her days in the Summerland be filled with joy and laughter, and a very happy reunion with Estelle Getty, another Great Sith Woman.

::makes sign of Pentagram on her chest::

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Okay, back to writing. This Nun's Date is going to be the death of me.

I got a little misty-eyed at the Dave Matthews concert the other night, thinking about how this was one of the things I was really going to miss about working for the music business. Some of the perks are really nice despite the overabundance of bullshit. I'll miss the free CDs and the occasional free concert. I'll miss having my finger on the pulse of the supposed "next big thing."

Even with that, I have no regrets leaving my place of employment of over 18 years. It's time for me to move on. Still though.....change can be daunting, especially when all I've ever known has been RCA/BMG/Arvato.

( when I was 19 )

( 1988 )

( Quality Assurance )

( Downsizing )

( SOS )

Ever since August of 1997 I've been in SOS and I've seen BMG Distribution be handed over to Arvato Services. I've seen people come and go. I've seen labels flourish and fold. I've met some artists and have had the honour of attending concerts I would never have otherwise been able to go to had it not been for the kindness of people at the labels for which I worked. I've declined from a wide-eyed youngling with hope in her heart to a jaded middle-aged woman harbouring an overabundance of cynicism and pessimism. I've been made the scapegoat way too many times in the past eight years and I've seen too much of the ugliness that is the music business.

Here at the end of all things, it is time for me to move on and seek other opportunities. After an 18 year break from school, it's time for me to go back and learn more of the world. I've wasted too much of my time chasing a dream that never really existed. Even though I have grown jaded and world-weary when it comes to my job, I am also grateful for the experiences I've had and the friendships I've made. I've learned a lot and grown a lot in the past 18 years. And I've enjoyed a great deal of wonderful music and opportunity not offered to many people.

I'll miss the music and many of the lovely souls with whom I've formed a bond, but there are others deeds to be done and other horizons to strive toward. I don't regret my past, nor shall I regret my future.