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Mar. 23rd, 2007 11:04 amI LOVE Richard. He is the bestest boss EVAR.
I was hired as Props Master(Mistress?) for the department last semester. After the infinite horror that was Candide, there really wasn't much that was crying out for the attention of the props master after that, except for one show that I flat-out told them up front - I'm sorry guys, can't help you - in tech for another show right now, but here's some alternate ideas for you. After that show closed, I regularly went in and recruited students to help straighten the even more bottomless despair that is the main props storage (and am FAR from being finished with that...), but aside from that - yeah.
Last semester, I was in the shop every single day. I should have just set up a freakin' cot and hot plate - I was in there that much.
This semester - I've been so fucking overstacked with other shit to do, I haven't been in the shop for more than 5, maybe 6 hours - total. Not that there's been a huge demand for my time, but what there has been that I could/should have been doing - I haven't.
The current department production, 12th Night, is loading in this week. I have done FUCK ALL in the way of props for the show. I just got an e-mail from the PM saying that someone e-mailed me a props list - I doth protest, as I have not received such. E-mailed him back asking to have whoever please get that to me, kthnxbye.
Called Richard. Richard, who if he were anybody else, could and probably should have fired my slack ass for ain't doin' nothing for him since December.
Asked Richard if he'd be in tomorrow, with hopes that the mysterious whoever that was supposed to have sent me that props list will have done so by then, whereupon after morning classes I could go up to the shop, get them what they needed from our stores and/or suss out what yet remains to be begged/borrowed/bought/built.
Richard could have read me the riot act for having waited so long to get on this.
Richard said, "That sounds like a grand plan. See you then."
I love Richard with all my widdle heart.
:)
I was hired as Props Master(Mistress?) for the department last semester. After the infinite horror that was Candide, there really wasn't much that was crying out for the attention of the props master after that, except for one show that I flat-out told them up front - I'm sorry guys, can't help you - in tech for another show right now, but here's some alternate ideas for you. After that show closed, I regularly went in and recruited students to help straighten the even more bottomless despair that is the main props storage (and am FAR from being finished with that...), but aside from that - yeah.
Last semester, I was in the shop every single day. I should have just set up a freakin' cot and hot plate - I was in there that much.
This semester - I've been so fucking overstacked with other shit to do, I haven't been in the shop for more than 5, maybe 6 hours - total. Not that there's been a huge demand for my time, but what there has been that I could/should have been doing - I haven't.
The current department production, 12th Night, is loading in this week. I have done FUCK ALL in the way of props for the show. I just got an e-mail from the PM saying that someone e-mailed me a props list - I doth protest, as I have not received such. E-mailed him back asking to have whoever please get that to me, kthnxbye.
Called Richard. Richard, who if he were anybody else, could and probably should have fired my slack ass for ain't doin' nothing for him since December.
Asked Richard if he'd be in tomorrow, with hopes that the mysterious whoever that was supposed to have sent me that props list will have done so by then, whereupon after morning classes I could go up to the shop, get them what they needed from our stores and/or suss out what yet remains to be begged/borrowed/bought/built.
Richard could have read me the riot act for having waited so long to get on this.
Richard said, "That sounds like a grand plan. See you then."
I love Richard with all my widdle heart.
:)