
Can I just say for the record that former home shopping employees and vendors who are no longer under any contract, non-compete, or any other can't-talk-to-anyone-about-anything-or-we'll-sue-you-into-oblivion legal restrictions are very near and dear to Queen Bea's dark royal heart.
Former QVC host, Steve Bryant, has decided that he needs some blog therapy, y'all! And we are here to help.
Apparently, while he was still working at the Q, he overheard two sophomoric, snickering nincompoops ... sorry, I mean two program hosts, calling him a liar for a cute on-air story he told about a radio job he had back in college and then they "went into a diatribe about how ugly (he) was."
Steve might not be Miss America, but no one can successfully sell on television for 15 years and look like Nosferatu. Ain't gonna happen. Perhaps he didn't faux tan enough for their liking.
But the story gets better ...
"They didn’t know I was standing right around the corner. I came out and let them know I had heard what they said and that it was good to know how they felt. They were speechless, not even a yum-yum face!"
No yum-yum face?!? You mean like this one?
"Panic ensued! The other hosts in the lounge who were listening to my “put down” had obviously gone to our immediate superior to “rat out” their peers, hoping to beat me to the punch and lessen their “second hand guilt.” Actually, I had no intention of any official reprisal. I was going to confront each host privately and settle things person-to-person.
"Apparently, both of the offending hosts had been contacted by our immediate superior since they called my voicemail and apologized. Neither ever said anything to me in person, I guess believing their voicemail mia culpa would suffice.
"Many years later, I guess I should let it go. Writing this has helped to put this behind me. Still, I would like to settle the score in person and will probably do so soon. I’m no Robert Redford, but I do take exception to the “ugly” thing as well as the lying thing.
"They should at least have the guts to apologize in person. Maybe we’ll have crab cakes and laugh about the whole thing…oh, wait, that won’t work. Those Chinese crustaceans are almost extinct. Maybe some cheesecake…or anything squishy I could throw. Just sayin’…
"I wonder if they read my site? Guess I’ll find out."
Can you believe all this petty, back-stabbing, ass-covering nastiness? Unbelievable!
Check out Steve's Blog--this is just the tip of the crap cake, y'all!




But, as fabulous as it might be, it’s also over $1600. Not really doable. This is why Queen Bea has an undying love for fake diamonds (
