Hollywood Agent Accidentally Replies-All To Entire Staff When An Assistant Asks For A Day Off, Says "Someone Should Sew Her Vagina Shut"
NY Post- A head honcho at a Hollywood talent agency is under fire for reacting to a request from an assistant who asked for a day off with a crude email saying that her vagina should be sewn shut.
Rosette Laursen wanted to mark International Women’s Day on March 8, but her boss, talent manager Michael Einfeld of Michael Einfeld Management, didn’t take it so well.
He sent an email meant only for two of Laursen’s male co-workers – but mistakenly sent his misogynistic missives to the entire staff, Variety reported.
“Are you f—ing kidding me. At the end of pilot season. Someone should sew her vagina shut. I’m never hiring a girl ever again,” he wrote.
His cringe-worthy diatribe did not end there.
“No bonus for anyone that strikes or leaves early in pilot season. No one is striking in show business we are all against Trump,” he wrote in another email.
“And women are considered diverse and being shoved in as writer and directors. Zach who is a Jewish male is being pushed out. Uppity Selfish C–t. Heather went to work. I’m sure anyone at a casting office or agency would be fired.”
When he realized that Laursen and the rest of his team saw his vulgar rant, he apologized to her – via text message – and in so doing employed some Holocaust humor.
“I apologize for venting like a misogynistic f—-t,” he wrote. “I was letting off steam I didn’t mean to hit reply all. I’m an a–hole. If you come back we can play Nazi death camp. You can beat me and put me in the oven. Or feed me cabbage and lock me in the shower. I am truly sorry.”
When Einfeld failed to respond to Laursen’s attorneys, she decided to share the ugly messages Tuesday on Facebook.
“I wasn’t a big fan of any of this, and responded ‘I quit,’” she wrote on Facebook.
Holy MOLY! What an UNBELIEVABLE string of messages! Michael Einfeld is a goddamn powder keg. Makes Ari Gold look like the pope. Seriously, how intensely does this guy take his job? I’ll tell you–Michael Einfeld can be my agent any day. Talk about a dude who would die trying to get you the best contract possible. No days off!
“If you come back, we can play Nazi death camp. You can beat me and put me in the oven. Or feed me cabbage and lock me in the shower. I’m truly sorry.” One of the most insane combinations of words I’ve ever seen. The only way that apology actually means something to someone is if the person to whom you’re apologizing is angry that you never let them play Nazi death camp. Let’s say your girlfriend has, for years, tried to beat you and put you in the oven; has tried to feed you cabbage and lock you in the shower, and you’ve refused on the grounds that your Jewish parents would be horrified. Finally one day, she says she can’t take it anymore. You don’t listen to her, you never indulge her fantasies. She leaves.
That scenario is the only scenario I can concoct whereby this apology makes any sense. If all of that were the backdrop to, “If you come back, we play Nazi death camp. You can beat me and put me in the oven. Or feed me cabbage and lock me in the shower. I’m truly sorry,” then this apology would be perfectly appropriate.
Instead, it’s a text apologizing for a mass email in which your boss said he should sew your vagina shut. Whoops. We’ve all made that mistake before. That damn reply-all button looks so similar to the reply button. I actually enabled a 30-second retraction button on my gmail. This was meant to combat my tendency to send reactionary emails when I’m angry, and the very act of sending them helps me calm down. You should see some of the ballistic missiles I’ve fired off into the ether, only to reel them back in just seconds before they landed in the recipient’s inbox. I’m talking World War 3-inducing personal assaults to ex-girlfriends’ fathers. The act of writing, sending, and canceling actually makes me feel a lot better. It’s intoxicating + therapeutic.