Misha Barton has public tantrum

via. AOL Entertainment:

The 20-year-old starlet apparently had it out with her mother in the elevator of the Ritz-Carlton hotel in New York. Seemingly paying no mind to witnesses, Barton berated her mother for having difficulty with the elevator key. "You're so [expletive deleted] retarded! What idiot can't put a [expletive deleted] key in?" shrieked Barton. "What the f*ck, Mom, give it to me! You're so stupid it takes you 10 hours to do anything!"

   Now we see why the producers of The O.C. had her written out of the show. Would you want to deal with that crap on a daily basis? I mean, her mom doesn't have a choice. It's kind of a made your bed, sleep in it thing, but nobody else has to put up with that kind of bull.
   Misha, however doesn't seem to understand.

Next Barton reportedly complained about an upcoming interview, whining, "Do I have to do that interview later?" When Barton didn't hear the answer she wanted, she was apparently miffed, "I hate this [expletive deleted] job."

   You hate your effing job, Misha? Poor baby. Let me give you some advice. You could always get a different job. There are plenty of jobs out there you are qualified to do. You could be the person at McDonalds who puts out the "Caution: wet floor" sign. No, not the person who uses the mop, that may be a bit of a stretch for you, but you could, you know, unfold and stand up the sign.
   Or, maybe, you could join one of those crews that drive along the bus routes and stop at every shelter to squeegee the glass and sweep the concrete floor clean. I hear they're hiring. In fact, I hear there's an opening in the Motel6 laundry. Sure, there's some training involved, and rubber gloves, but you might be qualified.
   So quit your effing job, Misha. Nobody should have to put up with all those demanding interviewers, and photographers, and make-up artists, and publicists. It's inhumane, I tell you. Besides, I hear they're raising minimum wage again.