I thought I set up my life in a way that I would never have to answer corporate emails…how did this happen.

My brain is not fit to handle this level of bureaucracy.

There is a teen sports tournament going on at my place of employment. And while that’s all well and good, I’m not working it, it’s not my problem. I am buried deep beneath 22 years of archival footage. Half of which wasn’t cataloged properly. And even that’s not my problem right now.

WHAT IS MY PROBLEM?

The 300 pre-teens clogging my coffee line ordering fraps and ice waters. I am caffeine deprived and holding on by a thin thread.

Coming across an advertisement for my place of employment while Tumblr scrolling at 4am, cause said job with it’s crazy hours means my sleep schedule is all kinds of fucked up, is not the fun time I’m hoping for on this black hole of a site

I can’t escape

It follows me.

borderlineblitz:

i just need to get through this week

This build, tech, and show week just might test the limits of my abilities and sanity.

I’ve stopped asking

An ongoing list of things that I have pulled out of tour trucks during load in’s
- A stove
- a portable Hyperbaric chamber
- the front half of a Viking ship
- A tiki Bar
-A taxidermy Deer head
- a tricked out unicycle
- a coffin
- a road case labeled dismembered heads
- a blow-up sex doll
-a mic stand covered in bras
- a very large blow-up palm tree
-a graffitied and engineless car
-an antique popcorn maker

Just a thought

At some point during a load out where everything just starts looking like a potential murder weapon.

You have officially been working to long

Tell your crew chief you need a minute and drink some water.

We had a specific and particular sold out concert this past weekend.

It has been several days since then and we are still finding feathers everywhere. None of them from the act itself. All from the audience

It looks like someone went toe to toe with a tropical bird and lost.

I now have an irrational hatred of cheap feathers.

Points to you if you can guess which act I’m talking about.

They’re everywhere and sticking to my shoes

Does not apply to the theatre

Okay i’m going to say this once.

The Saying: “if you can’t tie a knot, tie a lot”

DOES NOT APPLY TO THEATER DRAPE
DO NOT MAKE A ROW OF TINY KNOTS TO THE TRUSS CAUSE YOU NEVER LEARNED TO TIE YOUR SHOES!

I should not be spending 15 precious minutes of load out trying to untie (before eventually giving up and cutting it off) tie line.

After having issues with one piece of rental equipment all season

Lead technician: Would I get in trouble if I lit this on fire?

Management: Well electrical fires just happen sometimes.

More Advice to those who wish to one day work in the stage tech profession

Invest in.

a decent pair of work shoes: steel toed, work boot, or really decent sneaker. Just something that won’t get a hole in them within a week.

A Multi-tool. seriously the most asked for item during a work shift.

A c-wrench. never be without your c-wrench. SERIOUSLY attach that shit to your body.

A pair of pants with the maximum number of pockets. (I wear a pair of tactical black pants, it has 8 pockets and I use every single one. it’s magical.)

Good luck on your stage tech endeavors.

So apparently my coworkers and I weirded out a college intern so much that they changed majors.