’Why don’t you give a brother a break? That’s my people.” How bad is it to work for Manhattan Neighborhood Network? Supreme satire at work here. Poor Management. Office jerks. And crack heads. Only a few good people left, like RS, and maybe few others, sadly. What really goes on there that the public doesn’t know? THE VERNON ANDERSON BLUES @ MNN, TIME WARNER CABLE, THE PLACE TO PEE. A true story that resounds in my head to this day. Vernon Anderson, of the Cambridge Security Services, who was the security guard at MNN was eventually busted a whole year later after I was gone. Someone bothered to look at the surveillance camera, and he was seen smoking crack throughout the MNN building, having sex with his girlfriend in the lobby, and acting as if no one was watching. He thought turning off the TV monitors made the cameras turn off. He was as dumb as they come. They hired him to watch over the building and equipment. A real shabby, unfriendly place to work. One late night, I caught Vernon masturbating (his hand on his little penis) in the library at MNN (while he was watching a pedophile tape of R. Kelly fucking a 13 year old girl). When I notified my co-workers at the time about the incident, I was met with the usual apathy; especially from MNN’s then-newly installed Executive Scumbag named Steve. Another punk asshole (that still works in the programming department) reproached me and said “Why don’t you give a brother a break, man? That’s my people!” It was the same PUNK …