Hey Gasmii! Welcome to week SEVEN! Can you believe they’ve made it this far? Can you believe it’s coming back for second season? Can you believe I’m not too great at getting these in on time? I’ll bet you believe only one of those things fully;-)
We open with a weird look into the lives of the Sur Staff – it’s boring and pointless, then we go in depth to the work of Stassi – an online fashion columnist. But don’t call her a blogger, FRANK. As you’re helping her set up her new walk-in closet. Eesh, the levels of obnoxious-iosity (new word, called it) Stassi reaches in this segment. Let’s count it up – she’s sitting on what appears to be a California king-size bed, “writing” about fashion for her friend, belittling her new Ken Doll boyfriend (the other one didn’t work out) as he sets up her new WALK-IN closet. AND she insults my “job,” by claiming bloggers just type stuff into a little website and don’t even reread it. I do, TOO. 75% of the time. So sut up.
It seems like the bickering with Frank is kind of cute and playful, but the fact that she’s annoyed with him as he helps the shit out of her is sort of telling of future problems. Then, after he makes fun of her “column,” she interviews that Frank sets goals and works to meet them, but has no appreciation for fashion. Jax, on the other hand, was a model and could definitely dress, but had no goals. She can’t win!
Seriously, Stassi? You have a king-size bed, a walk-in closet and you’re literally having to fight off male models.
At the restaurant, Stassi is clinging to Scheana like a life raft, offering to take her out to dinner for being so sweet at the Roxy show. The two are eating before their shift starts, but Stassi’s already clocked in and in uniform, and Kristen ain’t too pleased with that. Can’t say I would be, either. Kristen runs to Peter and orders him to deal with the situation, and he couldn’t get a whinier response from Stassi in return. I’ll bet when Peter took the job that involved lording over pretty girls, he had way different expectations about his “duties” than he does now. He tells Stassi that she needs to be on the floor and not eating, and he tells both girls that they shouldn’t be noshing in front of customers to begin with. Scheana points out that that’s why she hasn’t put on a uniform, yet, and Kristen, walking by, snits to Peter that she hadn’t been referring to Scheana when she told him to go put his foot down. Stassi tells Kristen that if Kristen has something to say, she should just come to Stassi, but Kristen objects that she’s not a manager. Stassi grouches that Kristen normally doesn’t mind micromanaging people every other day of the week, and in case any of you are wondering, you’ve just witnessed a true restaurant documentary. There’s a Stassi and Kristen in every bunch, and it suckity suck sucks for the rest of us when they fight.