Sandhill Slave

At a recent Women's Supper Club event, a few of us chuckled over Sandhill Slave. Another Dooce in the making? Is she trying to get canned?

A few people out there, including reporters and bloggers are trying to find out who the mystery woman is. Is this the kind of publicity and attention that Sandhill Slave wants?

She recently writes about female eye candy, office and phone chatter. Be careful girl. Do you want a job or a book contract? And the latter may not be all that rewarding. It's clearly tabloid-like reading that draws people in - ten comments on one post alone and she's not an old timer. I learn that she's in her early thirties from the same post however. Not much else except that she's obviously a cynic. Perhaps find another job?

From a recent blog post:

For all the layers of skillfully applied makeup she’s got, her intellect is at rock bottom and continues to dig downward. Am I being too harsh? I don’t think so. Particularly when I have a conversation like this:

Slave Girl: (Getting off the phone w/ a CEO that is changing a meeting for the fourth time). What a tool bag. Calling at the last minute again to change the meeting. That guy is a philistine.

The Accessory: Who was it?

SG: The CEO from Yetanothertrendymissedspelledcompanyname.com.

TA: Oh. I didn’t know he was Palestinian. I thought he was white.

Really. I can’t make this shit up. I’m almost positive that if I stand close enough to one of these assistants, I’ll hear the ocean.