Character: Andrea "Andy" Sachs (Andrea "Andy" Sachs)

I came for an interview to miss Emily Cha...
Of Anrea Sachs? Clear. The employees of the personnel Department, apparently, completely freaking out. Come on. I was Miranda's second assistant, but I was promoted. My eldest went to the increase. Try the last two interns did not last Miranda two weeks. We need someone who can survive here.
And Miranda, who is this?
- Oh my God! We assume that you are asking this question. She is editor in chief of Runway, a legendary figure. You'll get in any magazine, if you can hold on to her year.

Plan B, there is only plan A. Maybe you could do the impossible if possible?
Are you all right? Any aircraft in hurricane fly.
- He terrified the crap you have to carry. A military fly?

Art Director, aging blond hair beginning to thin out hair the color of champagne, looked like he devoted his entire life to the rivalry with Elton John: he used eyeliner and wore moccasins made of rabbit fur. And who only interesting Runway: it's fashion magazine.

I work for a company that understands the "organization" as a constant surveillance that goes to every employee that he prefers for lunch and how many minutes are able to pedal the exercise bike. Lucky me.

Yes, just by its smell you can add just five pounds!

I looked at my suit, and very bad shoes and asked myself why I even started all this. I couldn't wait to get back to my couch and taking a lot of chips with cheese and cigarettes, lain on it for two weeks.

Alison said absently, dispassionately. She didn't seem stupid, just hovering in the heights, accessible only to the initiated, and she may be thoroughly brainwashed. I had a strong feeling that I can't sleep, you start to pick your nose or easy to leave, and she wouldn't even notice.

... She then made me call the chef and tell him on the phone - when it stood over me and told what to shout...

When the phone rings, most people rejoice. Someone wants to talk with you, to say Hello, to ask about life, about plans. For me, the phone has become a sword of Damocles, a troublesome nightmare from which stops the heart. People often believe that numerous telephone "bells and whistles" - it's just interesting news; I was primarily interested in how they can help me at least partially to stop pouring from the tube, the flow of orders.

Confidence that made his voice so sexy, now looked very much like arrogance; the only trouble is that it began to sound even sexier.

To hear something nice and friendly it would be so weird, that personally I certainly would want to immediately hang up.

Maybe it's looking for Lily, I thought. Men, gay companies, the joyful consciousness that you are young and your heart beating?

He tried very hard to show that it is actually happy for me. We met with the first course, I had to study every change in his tone, facial expressions and his gestures. For several weeks he worked at the municipal high school in the Bronx and was so tired that could barely speak in the evenings. Although his disciples were only nine or ten years old, he was struck by their cynicism. He was loathsome, and how freely they talk about "blowjobs", and the fact that they know at least ten slang names for marijuana, and how they praised the fact that they were able to steal and relatives, not getting out of prisons. "Prison experts" - so began to call them Alex. "Any of them would be able to write a book about all the benefits of his "sing sing" compared with "Rikers island", but can neither read nor write English." He tried to understand what can help them.

People can live a lifetime and not see what you see in that one year.