Empire of Light
November 20, 2006 | permalink

Saturday I volunteered my services (well, mostly volunteered; there was also a promise of a bottle of scotch... but that was after I had already said yes) this weekend to help a young designer I know load in a show at a high school in New Jersey. They really wanted a New York designer, to try and make the show look more like a professional production instead of High School; but they have no idea what goes into a production on a professional level. What I do for a living, these people do as a hobby, and there is a large gap of standards between the two. So the support and resources were just not there, and the designer would have ended up being there 24/7 trying to get everything done. Rather than do that, she enlisted some help.

It was actually a lot of fun. One of the other people working with us is someone that I often have on my crew, and it was good to see him in another dynamic. I also haven't done the nuts and bolts work of hanging lights and running cable in a long time, and it was quite enjoyable to do some physical work, and kind of nice to not be in charge. I also got to drive the articulating boom lift, which, as you can imagine, is just about the coolest thing ever.

Totally unrelated, except that it happened this weekend, I went to the grocery store on Sunday. Which is completely unremarkable, except for the people in front of me in line to checkout. They were a young couple, clearly shopping for Thanksgiving dinner. Equally obvious was that neither of them new how to cook worth a damn. I know I am a bit of a food snob, but come on- mashed potato flakes, stuffing in a box, vegetables in a can, gravy in a can... the only thing these two bought that qualified as a raw ingredient was the turkey itself.

Poor bastards...

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